Franny is settling in well and has stopped nagging me about my stall habits. She said I shuffle my feet and sigh and make phlegmy throat clearing noises like a little old man in the apartment next door. Nonsense of course - I put it down to a case of new tenant nerves.
She has a positive genius for finding the very rare burr bushes that lean against our paddock fence and consequently her hairstyles have grown more outlandish by the day. Today's creation featured a gravity-defying pyrimid that rose up between her ears like an operatic wig. The male human has named her the equine Lady GaGa (who?), the Woman said she looked like Don King (who?) and Franny rolled her eyes and said anyone with fashion sense could see it was a Fascinator (what?).
That medical madman animal physician is coming tomorrow to check Franny's teeth. The Woman finds she has lost a bit of weight and wishes her to have more substance going into winter. Knowing Franny, she is envisioning herself with a fashionable eating disorder. She is the polar opposite of LaMolly who is in fact a central vac system disguised as a pony.
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Sheaffer, it's fascinating to read about the new woman in the barn, so different from Molly but with her own quirks and intrigues.
I hope the dental day went well for her (and all of you!)
It is good to hear that Franny is settling in okay. She should consider herself lucky that you make all those sounds during the night - at least she knows she is not alone in the barn. I am sure she is one of those "ladies" that snore but of course would never admit it. It is always NOT ME.
We are scheduled to get our teeth checked within the next week or so.
It must be the season!!!!
Since Franny came from Iowa does she play baseball? I have heard that those who live in Iowa have big dreams about becoming famous.
It is pouring rain here so we donkeys plan on spending the day in our shed. If we look sad enough our human might just feed us inside!!!
A metal box on wheels arrived yesterday and guess who emerged MY MOM, BERT. I hadn't seen her for over a year and was so excited I just kept following her around and generally making a nuisance of myself. Molly, Mable and Loki just kept eating hay but I was just beyond myself and couldn't settle down.
As you and many of your long time followers will remember my mom had to leave our foster home and go back to the Donkey Sanctuary of Canada for health reasons (bladder stones). She spent quite a bit of time at the Ontario Veterinary College getting her personal matters sorted out. She finally got the okay from the vets that she could come home. It is so good to see her. We are very fortuate that she was able to return home.
billie - Very different from Molly indeed! The dental inspection went well and it seems Franny can wait for dental filing until our regular appointment in the spring, Her appetite has picked up and it may just be that the long trip and new accomodations gave her pause for thought, resulting in lower caloric intake. Wilson and I have helpfully offered to consume any food that she doesn't eat. It seems the polite thing to do.
Willy - No snoring from Franny's side yet but the night is young, so to speak. I am delighted to hear that your long-absent parent has returned - what a surprise that must have been. I think you are wise to keep her under close watch to ensure she doesn't vanish again. Those bladder stone miseries sound like a biblical curse brought down upon an innocent donkey - it's always something, isn't it?
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