Two Drunk Donkeys And A Little Sun

It just doesn't get any better than that!

Two drunk donkeys on a sunny day.

After ten days of solid grey-ness with nary a ray of sunshine in sight,

I was fairly blinded yesterday when the sun came out.

I felt like a bat that had somehow been locked out of the cave...

almost not recognizing what warmth from the sky felt like.

All of the farm critters were delighted, too....

each one savoring the warmth of the sun!

It was the perfect day for a visit from our favorite farrier, too.

After months and months of trying to maintain the donkeys hooves by myself,

I decided it was time to call in an expert for a little advice in shapes and angles.

I also made the executive decision, after past experiences,

to give my precious gals a little "happy juice" to make them a little more cooperative.

I have found, this past year, that if it isn't the donkey's idea....

it isn't happening.

You know the saying....

"You can lead a horse to water but you can't make him drink"?

Well, as far as donkeys go....

you had better be prepared to bring the water to them!

Cause if a donkey isn't going to move, it isn't going to move.

End.  Of.  Story.

All in all, my gals are quite sweet and tractable,

but hoof trimming?.... not their favorite activity on a lovely sunny day...

or any day for that matter.

So, the end result?

Two drunk donkeys with lovely feet...

all trimmed-up twinkle toes!

Chloe was fascinated by the farrier's tools.

"Wowwwww", she kept saying in her slurred donkey tongue.