We put the burro brothers in a stall yesterday afternoon so I could work with Nigel.

The next time our farrier visits will be a year to the day short one week of when Fergus and Nigel came to Morning Bray Farm, and Nigel needs a pedicure.

We still haven’t managed to get a halter on Nigel because he’s extremely hand shy when it comes to having his face touched.

He loves being scritched everywhere else, but please don’t touch his face, he says.

Fergus did a smashing good job of being a supportive brother though.

He even brought out his best goober face to make Nigel laugh. Fergus learned well from Bernard, don’t you think?

All things considered, I called our session a success because I was able to clean out Nigel’s eye boogers for the first time. ♥

Thank you all for the kind and supportive comments you left on yesterday’s post. 

We don’t have the answers yet, so stay tuned. ♥

Because I like to keep our blog focused on happy things, I have agonized for weeks over whether I should write about this or not. I finally decided that I need to.

This is a roping donkey. As is the case in West Texas, donkeys are popular here in some circles as a training tool for roping horses.

On a regular basis, this donkey is tied to the end of the pole shown in this picture. This makes it so that he can only run in a circle when people on horseback chase him and rope his head and his feet.

Unfortunately, there isn’t anything that can be done since he is in good body condition and “appears” healthy. The roping issue won’t cut it with law enforcement here. 

There are reasons why many people feel donkeys shouldn’t be used for roping:

  • Donkeys are work and friend animals and aren’t made for roping.
  • They can’t handle it physically or emotionally.
  • As you know, donkeys have long necks. The esophagus of a steer is located higher and deeper in the muscles of their necks, which are shorter than that of a donkey.
  • A donkey’s esophagus can be crushed by a rope because of its placement and exposure.
  • Rope burns. They wrap steers’ horns to protect them, but do they wrap anything on donkeys? (The answer is no.)
  • The stifle joints of a donkey (similar to a person’s knee) can’t handle that type of roping.

And then there are reasons that people train roping horses on donkeys:

  • Donkeys last longer than cattle and they’re cheaper.

I’ll never tire of watching the cranes that overwinter at Morning Bray Farm.

I just recently learned that their normal life span is about 25 years.

Chances are, then, that we’ll see the same pairs back here year after year.

They’re monogamous and mate for life.

This pair seems quite happy together.

Yesterday was the first time I saw one preening another. Interesting.

And check out the legs. I mean, I knew, but still… surprising to actually see.

This attentiveness looks like love to me.

In the next few days and weeks, our cranes will fly to their nesting grounds in the northern regions of North America or even as far as north eastern Siberia. We’ll see them back here again in October. ♥

It’s a really rough life, but somebody’s gotta do it.

Two weeks ago, we were wondering what was going on with Fergus’s tail.

This week, we’re calling Fergus a badass. Figuratively, though, because of his hip new haircut.

Literally, definitely not. In reality, Fergus is quickly establishing himself as the sweetheart of the herd. ♥ ♥ ♥

Morning Bray Farm announces our first baby of 2011, an Eurasian-Collared Dove.

She made her out-of-the-nest debut yesterday.

Spring’s just around the corner. ♥

A while back, Cathy asked if I would share some of the story about how Kike and Suni came to America. When I came across this newsletter over the weekend, it reminded me that she had asked.

You can click on the newsletter to embiggen if you’d like.

It’s really hard for me to believe that the African Queens have now been here for almost seven years.

I was in Nairobi, Kenya when I met Kike and Suni. My business partner was the Chairperson for the Kenya SPCA, and so each time I visited, a trip to the KSPCA was in order.

It was love at first sight when I saw Kike. She was the spitting image of Enzi, who I rescued while on a business trip to the Bahamas in 2001.

When they told me that Kike had a sister, I knew that I couldn’t take Kike and leave Suni behind… exactly as was the case when I knew Fergus had picked us… I knew we couldn’t take Fergus and leave Nigel behind.

The requirements to bring a dog through U.S. Customs are: 1) a valid rabies vaccination; given at least 30 days earlier, and 2) a certificate of good health completed by a doctor of veterinary medicine. (There is no quarantine period once they arrive in America.) Because Kike and Suni had only just been vaccinated for rabies, they were not able to fly home with me from Nairobi to Washington. (I lived in Maryland at the time.) Instead, we had to wait three weeks before they could fly.

While I was very unhappy that they wouldn’t be able to fly home with me right away, the time lag actually ended up being a blessing. The wait allowed the KSPCA staff to get Kike and Suni accustomed to being in crates, which was necessary for their long flights.

The KSPCA staff was wonderful in helping with all the necessary paperwork, helping to book flights for the girls, teaching them the names that I had picked for them, working with them to get them ready for their big journey, taking them to the airport, and so on. I’ll always be grateful to those wonderful and caring people. 

Interestingly, we had the option of having Kike and Suni fly either with KLM through Amsterdam or British Airways through London. It was an easy decision to make based on the fact that had they flown with British Airways through London, they would have been in their crates for the entire 24-hour door-to-door journey. With KLM, the girls were taken out of their crates in Amsterdam, taken for a walk, and fed and watered, which I’m sure made all the difference for them.

I think I arrived at Dulles International Airport at least two hours before their flight arrived. As I watched each plane land, my anticipation grew. I couldn’t wait to see the girls in America! Naturally, those last moments felt like forever. When I finally saw them, it was a powerfully emotional moment. I was definitely in a hurry to get them out of their crates, but for safety reasons, I wasn’t allowed to take them out while we were still in customs. Who really wants a dog running down an airport runway?

Once I finished the required paperwork, I drove a short distance to one of the airport hotel parking lots. I remember feeling so happy taking them out of their crates and watching them ecstatically explore their new surroundings together. New smells! New sights! New sounds! To me, it was as if they had just been born. It was a beautiful June day and they were home.

If you’d like to learn more about the KSPCA, you can visit their website here. Interestingly, they do a tremendous amount of work with donkeys in Kenya. I vaguely remember donkeys at the KSPCA, but unfortunately the last time I was there was BD (before donkeys at Morning Bray Farm), so I didn’t give the donkeys there a second glance. You can bet that the next time I’m there, I’ll notice the donkeys. ♥