Originally Posted by MHFoundation Quarters View Post
Oh my, that sounds like an interesting trailer loading plan. Makes me giggle and think of the day my farrier offered to trim my whole gang for free if I would ride along to his next appt....new to the equine world owner that ended up with a herd of mini donks, not even halter broke. They literally had to rope them, flip em & hog tie them and trimmed them while they were down. I am glad I said no, I'm no dummy!
Yeah, you don't want Woodstock. I can assure you of that. He has a long back story and we'll just say that he is my hell & back horse, the one my hubby thought would kill me. He's a solid citizen now but he is a one person horse and unfortunately I am that one person, he doesn't much respect anyone else, hates men, tolerates my kiddo but only because kids keep pockets full of peppermints to throw in a feedpan for him ;)
Smart one for passing on the donkey round up. Horses they are not... clever little buggers. And I've seen a few things here and there about Woodstock.... I think he would give me grey hair with all his mischief.
While Rosie and Chico don’t appreciate the finer points of “going for a drive” ….in all other ways they are total snuggle buns. If I even reach for her ears, Rosie will drop her chin to rest on my boot, then proceed to drool on said boot while I scratch her ear-ness. She’s ferried kids around on her back before and will also do some amazing yoga moves for a piece of peppermint candy.
Chico is a burro thus hardwired a bit differently than her, yet he wants to be within 1 foot of me at all times, especially if he spies a rubber curry comb in my possession.
I can walk out in the barnyard and see him a ways away munching grass, turn to water, or fix something, or whatever… and when I turn back around I will trip on him. Mr. Stealth follows me like a shadow and I firmly believe if a stray dog/wild animal/monster were to try and harm me, Chico would promptly put said threat into the dust leaving numerous hoof prints all over it.
I happen to love the fact that they can stay plump on the barest of first cut hay plus a mineral block and at only 350 and 450 pounds still weight less than Digby. (But also why the girl who picked them up really scared me. Women should not be able to pick up donkeys.