There was a dusting of snow the other night. These four horses, covered with blankets, tried to keep warm hangin' in the early morning sunshine. They were quite interested in what I was up to walking near their corral. Here's a tale I'm reminded of looking at this scene. A local family, a quick walk from our house on Stevens, kept a donkey with a outbuilding for cover against the elements. Often we'd secret(can I use that as a verb? Twain did.) ourselves through a pathway, across the railroad tracks and come up right next to his corral. Now, this animal wasn't nice. He was an ornery beast! It was always hee-hawing at all hours of the day and evening, and if you got near his pen, he'd always seem to want a take a little nip out of you. One time a gal, of not more than 5 or 6, when visiting the yard with her sisters, got picked up, tousled about and thrown into his stall. He took some bites out of the child's head and shoulder. Luckily, someone jumped in and pulled the girl to safety and an ambulance was soon on the scene. It was some scary moments for the family of that child. Soon after, the donkey vacated the premises. That burro was a real Ass!
Monday, January 10, 2011
Morning After
There was a dusting of snow the other night. These four horses, covered with blankets, tried to keep warm hangin' in the early morning sunshine. They were quite interested in what I was up to walking near their corral. Here's a tale I'm reminded of looking at this scene. A local family, a quick walk from our house on Stevens, kept a donkey with a outbuilding for cover against the elements. Often we'd secret(can I use that as a verb? Twain did.) ourselves through a pathway, across the railroad tracks and come up right next to his corral. Now, this animal wasn't nice. He was an ornery beast! It was always hee-hawing at all hours of the day and evening, and if you got near his pen, he'd always seem to want a take a little nip out of you. One time a gal, of not more than 5 or 6, when visiting the yard with her sisters, got picked up, tousled about and thrown into his stall. He took some bites out of the child's head and shoulder. Luckily, someone jumped in and pulled the girl to safety and an ambulance was soon on the scene. It was some scary moments for the family of that child. Soon after, the donkey vacated the premises. That burro was a real Ass!
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Such wonderful countryside feel of the photo...
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Wong
A lovely photo of the horses in their winter horseland!
ReplyDeleteMore like a brutal ass, it seems to me. The horses must be far more gentle...and civilized as they wear their blankets to shield themselves from the cold.
ReplyDeleteHo! A beast!
ReplyDeleteWe got some cold weather down here in the south. You might laugh at my mini-icicles!
ReplyDeleteGlad someone got rid of that bullying ass!
I did not know that horses had to wear blankets outside in the winter. I'm from Michigan originally and never saw horses with blankets in a pasture. Hmm maybe its colder in Maine than it was in Michigan? Beautiful photo. -- barbara
ReplyDeleteHappy New Year!
ReplyDeleteFunny that, I usually like donkeys.
Another interesting childhood tale you had secreted in your memory bank. Nice pic -- I love seeing horses with blankets.
ReplyDeleteI knew that donkeys can be quite dangerous, but it's hard to imagine a scene like the one you told us!
ReplyDeleteIdyllic winter picture. And drama of the past.
ReplyDeletewow, I love those trees....my shot was taken from the ambassador to Lichtenstein's apt... dont' ask me how !
ReplyDeleteI agree with VP, I knew they could be testy, but that story is pretty bad.
ReplyDeleteOw, what a pun! But a wonderful story of Northern rural life.
ReplyDeleteGreat shot. I have yet to meet a stubborn donkey. Maybe he hates the cold.
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