The Donkeys Have Their Wooly Bangs Again!

There is absolutely nothing new happening on the farm.

Nadda.

And that's just how we like it this time of year!

We've been hit with a wintry blast of weather.

Early morning chores are done in 20+ degrees.

Yesterday morning brought a light dusting of snow.

We all hibernate in the warmth of our homes...

the horses and donkeys in the shelter of their barns,

the cats and pigs under heat lamps,

the chickens curled up in the hay.

By the time afternoon rolls around,

and the sun has had a chance to chase away the frost,

we all come out to play for a while.

I sit on the ground in the donkey's yard while they entertain me with their tricks.

Chloe shows me how she can count...

"One"....

"Two"...

and then she runs out of ears.

I would never sit on the ground inside the horse's dry lot...

I would be danced upon for sure!

My horses are somewhat goofy and not always aware of what's under foot.

The donkeys, however, tiptoe ever so carefully around me,

like delicate ballerinas,

never stepping on me as I lie on the ground snapping pictures skyward...

their gentle noses nudging me.

Time spent with these girls is always peaceful.

They content themselves in just being close to me...

nudging, sniffing, allowing me to cover their noses with kisses...

patiently accepting my long hugs around their necks.

There may be no other animal so perfect as a donkey.

You might not agree with me...

but then you've never met Daphne or Chloe!

To quickly follow up on yesterday's post...

(just in case you are new to my blog)

Becky is Hubb's sister.

She is an equine veterinarian and has a house and a barn on our farm.

Just like all of my equines, her horses have access to a warm barn

to get out of the elements, also...

in case you were worried about old Duffy.