Saturday, February 6, 2010
What I woke up to this morning
Every morning when I get out of bed, the first thing I do is walk over to the bedroom windows to see where in the pasture the donkeys and the llamas are.
This morning, it took my brain a moment to comprehend what my eyes were seeing. The donkeys weren't in the pasture. The donkeys were on the back lawn - completely free. I had free-range donkeys. Dining on our backyard grass:
The llamas, however, were still in the pasture:
Chester and Beau had somehow found a way out of the (normally secure) pasture and were happily munching away on our little oval of manicured grass:
Beau would have been perfectly content to spend the entire morning there:
Despite having developed at least three very complicated plans for catching them as I was frantically pulling on my clothes, I've learned it is almost always best to start out with the simplest one. I pulled out the big orange guns (carrots) and Chester immediately trotted up the hill to see me. That's my boy!
It wasn't difficult at all to carrot-coax Chet back into the pasture. Turns out, it was this middle gate, on the way up to the barn, that had been left wide open. I swear I shut it last night. Here's Chet, already back on the other side again:
Beau required sweet talking, in addition to his carrot, to get him to agree to return to the pasture:
Such good boys. Why the llamas didn't follow them out, I'll never know: