Donkey see, Donkey do

I do not know why this happens, but it almost always does---as soon as I move a donkey from one place to the other, they lay down and roll. Today I did not so much move the donkeys from the middle pasture to the back, but they insisted on going with me when I went to the back to bushhog (which by the way HURTS when there are such tall weeds like we had--I got thorns stuck all over my legs). That was all right that they went with me, as they have no business in the middle pasture and I do not know why there were there in the first place--but that is the nature of donkeys--they do what they want.


First Miss Pixie hit the dirt---she wallered and wallered and kicked up such a cloud of dust, I almost could not see her.
She is a graceful sort. For an ass.

Marvin waited till she was done, almost like he was studying her technique. Then he flung himself down and had at it for a while. Marvin often sings along with his performance---he grunts and groans and sometimes farts--he really gets into his roll.

All that rolling is hard work, so he had to have a little rest before he got up. He probably had a vision that he was going to be put to work while I was bushhogging--every time I looked over there, Madison was sitting on him, while he grazed or ate mulberries that she was picking.

It was a big day for the donks--relocation, exercise with the kid, taste testing berries.

It is hard being an ass around here