tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7769158267288053176.post8966956223084436249..comments2023-10-15T03:36:14.133-07:00Comments on Sheaffer: Another Page From My Pastponymaidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02996833096239732307noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7769158267288053176.post-77348900823290755562007-12-31T07:50:00.000-08:002007-12-31T07:50:00.000-08:00I think Gale's guinea burros and I must be closely...I think Gale's guinea burros and I must be closely related: we share the same genes that lead to a life-long urge to travel. Of course they too were thwarted by some busy-body do-gooder.<BR/><BR/>I'm contemplating chartering a bus that would leave from here and pick up my various donkey friends as we travel south. There would be on-board twig snacks and free stud muffins for all - damn the health consequences. There would be frequent stops at places such as peppermint shops, and sand pits for rolling purposes. Our neighbour the potato farmer is a jovial sort of person with the right driving credentials - I know he would be happy to chauffer us. Sigh. Just the fevered dreams of a donkey in winter...ponymaidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02996833096239732307noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7769158267288053176.post-29212280470194778702007-12-30T15:35:00.000-08:002007-12-30T15:35:00.000-08:00Sheaffer, I almost hope for a long winter if it wi...Sheaffer, I almost hope for a long winter if it will inspire you to provide such entertaining entries as this one. I laugh aloud each time I read it, though I can surely identify with the terror your woman must have felt when she gave chase in the traffic.<BR/><BR/>A few years ago, someone appeared at our front door to tell me "your birds are loose, your birds are loose!"<BR/><BR/>"Yes, of course they're loose, they're guinea hens, they fly, I can't catch them, so what's the problem?" I said. <BR/><BR/>"No, no," he replied, "your BURROS are loose!" It took me a moment to translate his strong Southern accent, but at just that moment, I caught sight of a small herd of donkeys headed down the driveway into the road!<BR/><BR/>The gentleman kindly helped me round everyone up and get them back to their pasture. As you know, Sheaffer, once a donkey gets a small taste of liberty (usually at the same moment his human realizes that the donkey is headed in the wrong direction) that crafty "gypsy blood" takes over and it can become quite a challenge to convince said donkey that he is much safer at home.<BR/><BR/>Hang on to your dreams of forest walks and rides in the metal box on wheels. I have a feeling that your woman will keep her promises!Galehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03057130676408193394noreply@blogger.com