My Hero Donkeys

Bonnie with her cast

Let me start off by saying, I apologize for the lack of an update for the past few weeks.   Needless to say (as you will find out in this post) it's been a rather hectic time at our budding little farm.

We come home one day from work.   We are greeted by the loudest continual wailing from the donkeys I've ever heard.   These guys hardly ever make a sound, aside from a little whining from Lefty in the mornings.   Lefty sounded like a siren going off.   We immediately noticed that the goats were not in their enclosure.   They had escaped.

I was instantly impressed by the alert that the donkeys (especially Lefty) were giving us.   They were telling us something was really wrong.    I looked and didn't see the goats anywhere.  

I guess I have watched too many Lassie episodes in my day, because I looked Lefty in the eye and said to him.  "Where are they? Take me to them."

I have a witness (Lori) who can back this up, but Lefty turned around, brayed very loudly and walked about 30 yards out into the pasture and stopped right where Bonnie was laying.   He took me to right were she was.    She was hurt and scared.    We picked her up and realized her leg was hurt right away.   Lefty turned and followed me back up to the gate with her.   Pancho was right there too.   Their concern for their little buddy was evident right away.

We found Clyde off on the other side of the pasture, he was scared, but not hurt at all.   He was a little sore for a few days, but he's back 110% now.

All our animals instantly knew something was wrong with Bonnie.   Both Pancho and Lefty laid down and slept right by the goat fence for the first few nights and Girlfriend (our black lab) took to laying by the fence and softly whimpering and wagging her tail.   Even Winky the Wonder Cat sauntered over to the fence to check on Bonnie, (but don't let him know I mentioned that.)

We finally have Bonnie casted and at home thanks to the fine folks at Shaver Animal Hospital in Tuscaloosa.  They did a great job getting our little Bonnie casted up and hopefully on her way to recovery.

She spent a few days down at their clinic and all her animal buddies missed her while she was gone.   Clyde cried for her almost the whole time, and yesterday when we brought her back, he seemed very content that she was back.   She has to stay on the porch in a kennel for a few weeks, but at least they can talk to one another.

I can't tell you enough how impressed I am with our donkeys though.   They proved that they are worth every penny we paid for them (they were free BTW) and then some.    I wouldn't trade them for the world.  

Lassie ain't got nothing on them.

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