Burros


We celebrated Nigel’s birthday on Tuesday afternoon. It was a madhouse.

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A fun one, but a madhouse nonetheless. You see, compared to everyone else, Nigel is incredibly shy.

Look at Ellsworth, for example. He has no shame:

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Neither does Patrick:

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You probably know by now that the birthday boy or girl here always gets the first bite of cake.

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In the midst of the mayhem, sweet Nigel was ever the timid one:

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Don finally managed to serve Nigel his first bite:

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Nigel thoroughly enjoyed his cake:

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And so did everyone else. Here are the lovebirds; Mr. and Mrs. Worthington J. Worth:

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Ellsworth most definitely has no shame:

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Neither does Harriet, really:

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And Patrick licked the spoon. Madhouse. The end.

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We’re so proud of you, Nigel!

Nigel wore a fly mask for the first time (ever) on Tuesday evening and took it all in stride. He must have felt instantly better with the flies away from his eyes, and it was funny seeing him act like a goofball:

On Wednesday, Don went out and bought Nigel his very own blue fly mask. (Blue is Nigel’s color; he inherited it from Fergus.) 

Nigel wore his new fly mask for the first time yesterday morning:

He was so unaffected by it, he couldn’t be bothered to pose for pictures during breakfast.

We are so proud of you, Nigel! You’re moving forward by leaps and bounds now, sweet boy! ♥ ♥ ♥

This is definitely a monumental moment. It was 1 year, 6 months, 27 days in the making*.

Nigel wore a halter for the first time yesterday.

There was a lot of Happy Dancing going on here; Nigel included:

As most of you know, Nigel was quite wild and completely untouchable when he came to us in April 2010, and it took almost five months for us to touch him. He’s always had a “thing” about ropes; the mere sight of a rope has always sent him into a bit of a panic.

We knew we had to let Nigel do things on his own terms in his own time. When I finally got the halter on him yesterday morning, he was completely calm. I was so happy.

Once Nigel discovered the halter wasn’t going to prevent him from eating, he was a seriously happy camper.

*In case you’re wondering, I didn’t count out the days and months. Of course, there’s a website that calculates the time between dates:

From and including: Friday, April 16, 2010

To, but not including : Saturday, November 12, 2011

It is 575 days from the start date to the end date, but not including the end date

Or 1 year, 6 months, 27 days excluding the end date

Alternative time units

575 days can be converted to one of these units:

  • 49,680,000 seconds
  • 828,000 minutes
  • 13,800 hours
  • 82 weeks (rounded down)

I love you, Nigel.

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Something so exciting happened here on Wednesday evening that I just had to tweet about it. 

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SO excited. Big breakthrough with Nigel. He’s discovered he LOVES having the inside of his ears rubbed. He’s actually asking to be touched. 
 

 
I’m not sure how it happened, but Nigel was totally okay with it when I started rubbing inside his ears.  Actually, he was much more than okay with it.

When I stopped, he approached me so I could rub his ears some more.

And getting this close to his face with mine?  Never would have happened before. I admit I shed a tear when he allowed me to kiss his face.

And, if that wasn’t enough excitement for one day, check out Miss Gracie Belle. Yesterday was her three-week anniversary at Morning Bray Farm.

And Patrick… taking after Bernard with his mischief.

Oh, how we love them all. ♥

Gracie Belle is doing remarkably well at Morning Bray Farm.

It’s her second week here, and she’s been inducted as a full-fledged member of the herd. 

Gracie is beautiful, she’s smart and she’s gaining confidence by the day.

Now that she’s settling in, I figured I’d share a bit of her history with you.

Here’s her BLM capture data:

Date: January 17, 2011

Location: AZ0021 Double A

State: Arizona

This means Gracie was captured in the Double A Wild and Free-Roaming Burro Territory in Kaibab National Forest, Arizona. The BLM maintains a wild burro herd there of between 22 and 35 animals.

Wild burros have been known to occupy the territory since the late 1800s. A wild burro is a free-roaming, unclaimed, unbranded burro that descended from pack animals that wandered off or were released by prospectors and miners. 

We’ll never forget or replace the herd that Gracie left behind. What we will do is make sure she knows she’s now with another herd that loves her just the same. ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Looks like Gracie Belle’s no wallflower.

If yesterday was any indication, she might be a pocket burro before we can say blueberry pie.

Each time we’ve brought someone new into the herd, it happens. It happened with Fergus and Nigel, with Patrick, and now with Gracie Belle. The Boyz shun the newcomer away from the feed tub, and sometimes, they can be downright mean about it.

I worry and fret, and Don reminds me they just need time to figure things out.

Gracie came to us on Thursday afternoon. She didn’t have the slightest interest in food on Friday. On Saturday, she finally started eating, and I was so relieved.

Last night, things were different. Instead of being relegated to the feed tub set out separately for her, Gracie managed to turn the tables on the Boyz and had four big, strong manly men eating out of a teensy, weensy tub.

Look who’s large and in charge now, Boyz.


Little Miss Gracie Belle. Yee-haw.

I’m sure you’re not surprised.

Little Miss Gracie is already the apple of our eye.

Just as she was the matriarch to her BLM herd…

… she’s already becoming the matriarch to her Morning Bray Farm herd.

For now, we’re simply giving her time to settle in.

I can’t help but wonder if at the age of 10, all of this change is really hard on her. She must have a lot of family to miss.

Just know that we already love you…

… Little Miss Gracie Belle. ♥

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