And he's being very friendly. (Just joining us? You can see the first posted photos of our newest donkey here.)
(Taken with my right hand while snugling him with my left.)
Very friendly. Like the third time I went out to see him (when I took these photos) he practically ran over to me wanting to be pet kind of friendly—unlike Dinky and Fernando, the other donkey boys born on the farm, who never let me pet them. Ever.
Like the thought that, "We could actually keep him if we got him fixed," has been said aloud kind of friendly.
Like someone around here may have been overheard saying in a
cutesy little very manly voice, "If you're gonna stay, you've gotta be friendly with everybody, buddy, including me," kind of friendly.
Like that same person may have just gotten back from hauling water out to the donkeys, and when asked if the little donker was okay, replied "Yeah," with a great big grin on his face. And he may have also casually mentioned that he's started getting the little guy used to a halter.
Meanwhile, someone else around here may have casually mentioned to her foodie mother in an e-mail message the other day that there was talk about keeping the little boy donkey and getting him fixed, and if we scheduled it for the same day the vet comes down to fix Donkey Doodle Daddy (who is definitely going to be de-jacked soon), we would only have to pay one farm visit fee. And the mother may have written back, "I will pay for you to be able to keep the donkey boy. He is just TOO cute!!!!!" with that many exclamation points actually in her message.
Another e-mail message may have been sent to a
bad influence best pal mentioning what the mother had said, and the pal replied by saying, "You should keep the baby donkey—for the blog, of course."
This is the year all baby animals born on the farm get names that begin with 'G,' and yesterday I was informed that the little donker definitely responded more to Gus than Gustav. Gus? Gustav?
© FarmgirlFare.com, the pushover for a furry face foodie farm blog where sometimes it's amazing how far being cute will get you around this crazy place. Oh, and speaking of cute, the other animal answer you've been waiting for—which of those baby goats in last Wednesday's dose of cute post is actually a lamb—can now be found in the comments section of that post. (I didn't want to put the answer here or in the actual post itself since that would spoil it for those of you who love barnyard animal guessing games and might just now be catching up over the past week's posts.)