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. ♥

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. ♥ ♥ ♥

I promise this is the last bucket post you’ll see for a while.

If you’ve ever wondered, this is what happens when you combine four inquisitive donkey boys with one bucket filled with water. Mind you, there’s a perfectly good tub filled with water just steps away from the bucket. (In other words, don’t let them convince you it’s been three days since their last drink.)

No surprise that Bernard is always nearby. That’s Ellsworth’s tongue again, by the way.

Bernard convinces Fergus that this water is worth going out of one’s way to drink.

Then manages to drag the bucket away from Fergus. See the water sloshing out of the bucket?

Fergus makes an appeal for help. Mamma, isn’t there anything you can do about Bernard?

Fergus gives it another shot, with Bernard up to his usual antics…a la Lochness Monster.

Fergus: Look here, you little squirt.

Fergus: Mamma, do you see that he’s outta control?

Me: It’s a madhouse, I tell ya. 

Ellsworth: Mamma, isn’t there anything you can do about the pipsqueak?

Me: Well, will you look at that? Nigel has finally overcome his fear of bucket alligators. (Nigel was terrified of buckets when he first came to Morning Bray Farm.)

Fergus and Nigel in unison: Mom!

Fergus: Don’t you worry, Nigel. I got you covered.

Fergus: You drink… I got your back.   ♥ ♥ ♥

Each day at lunchtime, I cut one Granny Smith apple into 12 bite-sized pieces for the boys.

Not surprisingly, right about then is when the Apple Mob emerges.

Fergus (doing his best James Cagney impersonation):

You better give me another apple slice, see?

Fergus: I know you have another slice, you dirty rat.

Everyone else (in unison): Oh Fergus, give it up, would ya? ♥

Fergus: Watch this everyone. This is going to be funny.

Fergus: Ahm gunnah get Nigel to do thumthing silleh.

Nigel: Okeh, I’ll do it. But I’m not facing the camwah.

Fergus: Now that’s funny.  

Fergus: That’s very funny.

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Since Don’s Wednesday session with Nigel went for several hours, we made sure to put water and hay out to help lessen Nigel’s stress.

Just as soon as I had perched myself back up on the fence to watch Don work with Nigel, I looked over to see a familiar busybody doing his best to see what was on the other side of the fence. Notice that Fergus and Ellsworth are still eating their lunch in the background.

Bernard tried this way…

…and that… to get his little donkey lips on the water in the tub.

Don and I totally cracked up when out of desperation, Bernard stuck his tongue out in a last-ditch effort to reach the water. (Remember, you can click on any photo to embiggen it.)

Aah, finally… success. Mind you, Bernard had access to the water tub behind him the entire time.

Bernard: See Mamma?! I did it!

Ellsworth: What’cha up to, Bernard?

Bernard: Ellsworth, you’ve gotta try the water in this tub! It’s delish! I used my tongue!  

Ellsworth: Well, have you tried unlatching the gate?

Bernard: No, but maybe I can move the tub over here for you…

Ellsworth: Tongue, shmongue, Bernard. Heck with this, I’m going to get a drink from our water tub.

Fergus: What’cha doin’, Bernard?

Bernard: This is the best water in the world, Fergus! You have to taste it!

Fergus:  No way, Bernard. You know, I didn’t just fall off the turnip truck!

Bernard: Gee whiz, why won’t anyone believe me?

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