All The New Things: Donkey Edition

You all remember Jack:

Middle of a heehaw

Middle of a heehaw

 

Big goober of a mini donkey. We found out this small package packs a wollop of a  punch!

A friend of mine led me to a rescue donkey in Sevierville, TN.  His story was from an old farmer who said the donkey just showed up in his field one day and started bothering his cattle. Steve, our ferrier, and I all three believe the man owned him and just didn’t want to bother with him anymore. Either way, we now have him!

Welcome Eli :

Mr Eli

Mr Eli

He was/is in pretty rough shape. Friendly, broke to lead and halter, but so very sad and hungry and scared. He’s been here for a month and his ears still lay to the sides most of the time. He’s a full size (standard) donkey. We didn’t realize how short Jack was until we brought Eli home. We also didn’t realize how territorial and protective he was, either, until we brought Eli home. Eli was no sooner out of the trailer and being led into a separate pasture when Jack attacked. And I mean ATTACKED. I’ve never in my life see a fight like that. Poor Eli, being under weight and in poor health, held his own and in the end pretty much let Jack know who was dominant. But the fight! Oh my mercy. I hope to NEVER witness that again. After about 5 minutes of Jack latching on to Eli’s throat like a dog, they both began having full erections. It looked like gigantic swords under their bellies swinging around. Then they began mounting each other, which turns out to be from what we witnessed, the whole point of the battle if there isn’t to be a death. Mounting the other, and going through the motions of intercourse, is the way of telling the other who is in charge. Let me tell you: I was MORTIFIED. Honestly, that whole month is labeled “horror month” in my mind from all the animal sex and hormones going on.  Bleh. I was traumatized and I’m not joking. From Rambo and Blue going at it, to Yang discovering why he was cracked from a shell, all the way to these hormonal beasts fighting in the most disgusting of ways…. I felt icky going down there for the longest time.

Size comparison

Size comparison. They still go for the butts when they get stressed. 

So anyway… After the fighting and biting and kicking and knock-down-drag-outs, they have finally agreed to disagree. Jack will give Eli a wide berth, but wont back down. He still wants to be the only donkey with a voice and he’s obviously still very offended at what we’ve done. Eli still gets this look in his eyes when we feed him his oats and feed. If you’ve ever seen a neglected animal finally have needs met, you’ll know what I mean. It’s a look akin to desperation. Imagine being at the mall, or a carnival, or any crowded area. You look around and your 2 year old is gone. GONE. You look everywhere around you, and just before you’re on the brink of complete hysteria, you spot your child. THAT look you surely have in your eyes would be the only thing I can compare Eli’s look to. Relief. Relief from the fear of never having, but fear of not having again. I love that boy. He likes to have his head cradled while you’re telling him what a sweet boy he is. His skin is still fragile and his hoofs are still a mess.My ferrier said he had to cut out the equivalent of ingrown toenails from both front hooves. He also said that he has club feet. His hip bones stick up and it’s getting harder to make out his ribs. Once I have them both castrated, they’ll become buddies, which is exactly what Eli needs.

His hips and curly hair

His hips and curly hair

That concludes the donkey drama so far. I’ll update pics as we go with him. I can’t get the picture of his hooves to upload here, but you can see them on my facebook page.  https://www.facebook.com/offthesheepend/

Such a goober.

Such a goober.

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