Pedro/Buddy is home....

Pedro? Buddy? I really like the name Buddy, but he responds, sometimes to Pedro.

Last Weekend:

Well ButtHead Pedro/Buddy Is on his home turf!

And he is quite bossy!

 Right now his temporary home is the round pen.

It very well might become his permanent home!

ButtHead Pedro:  "Do I smell some cookies?"

ButtHead Pedro:  "I just KNOW there is a cookie in your pocket!"

 Star: "Mom? Did you bring somebody home?"

ME: "Yes Star. He is your new buddy!"

 Star:  "Ok I will go be nice to him and welcome him home!"

Well ButtHead Pedro made points right off the get go!
He pinned his ears at Libby, and glared at Star. You can't see it in the picture, but Star is hiding in the lean to.

Libby doesn't care one way or the other. She just floats.

Today:
I thought I would let them all out together.
Come what may!

I kept watch just in case....

For the most part:
ButtHead Pedro chased Star and tried to put the power on Libby.
One good swift kick with her hind feet, and then just ignoring him put him in his place.
But poor Star...
She tried!
She gave it her all....
Her legs are just to short!
ButtHead Pedro chased her all around.
He only quit chasing her after Star went and hid in the lean to.

He was totally happy when he had Libby all to himself!
The little monster!

At one point, Star and ButtHead Pedro were like a couple of kids....
Star made a run for Libby and put Libby between her and him...
THEN she ran to me, and tried to hide behind me...
But then she kept on going, and I was not in any danger.
I had my whip just in case though.

So I could not take it anymore,
I put ButtHead Pedro back in his round pen, and put Libby back with Star.

I have determined that ButtHead Pedro wants everything to himself!
Libby.
Me.
He is a very jealous and possessive boy!

I do not know how to work this out.
My plan is to let them all out together about an hour a day.

I don't want to Star to be alone, That will NOT do!
That was not the point in getting ButtHead Pedro.

So anyone have any ideas?
I am willing to try anything to get them all to get along.
I really want this to work, because ButtHead Pedro
IS REALLY A sweet boy
and knows a lot of stuff.

PEDRO

I have been busy!

Busy trying to find out some history on,

"PEDRO"!

Yep that his is name.

I got an email from a gal in Tri-Cities that said she thinks she use to have Pedro.

She described him to me from what she remembers, and the one thing that stuck out,

was he 

"KNEW HIS NAME!"

And he does!

He responds to Pedro.

So Pedro it is!

And she said that he would be about 12 years old now.

So Off to the vet we go.

He needs a check up and I needed to know more truth of his age.

Because I don't know what I am looking at when I look at his teeth:

 He has a bit of a little tooth here that has offset his teeth.

He is very good about letting you look in his mouth.

He needs a good toothbrush.

(Mental note next time I go to the store.)

I was not sure how he would load.

When I get to the trailer, he does put his front feet in,

Looks around and backs out!

Then it was a battle of "push-N-pull" which was not working...

So I went and got my light whip, 

and had Hubby get in the trailer, and just put a bit of pressure on the lead rope.

I kept tapping him on his back legs right above the knees, and 

IN HE GOES!

Now hubby is locked in the trailer with this wild burro!

Rut Row!

He is screaming: "LET ME OUT!" "LET ME OUT!"

"I have an Ass up my Ass!"

Well not really!

Pedro was such a gentleman,

He just crowded Hubby at the door. So hubby had to slide out.

So off to the vet we go.

He rides really good. 

Was a good boy for the doc,

Well we just had a little incident where 

Pedro let the doc feel down his back leg, and 

just when the doc had his fingers in just the right spot.....

WHAM!

Pedro kicked!

Right on target!

He was in the stocks and so therefore the kick

smashed docs index and middle finger pretty good!

It wasn't like I did not warn him!

(I really did feel pretty bad about it.)

Once the doc quit peeing down his leg, and regained his composure,

he continued with the exam.

He said that:
Pedro is:

A good weight.

Very healthy.

One back foot needed to be trimmed.

Teeth needs to be done.

And he was about 10 years old.

YEAH! Good age.

So he got his vaccinations, and will be ready for the booster when Libby and Star get theirs.

And I got a tube of 'Miracle Gel' to give Pedro to get his feet done

so that he would not kick my farrier to the next county.

So on Friday I had my Farrier over.

I explained the case.

She was ready to take him on.

So I gave him the meds, and she worked on his front feet.

He has no issues with his front,

and really only a bad issue with one back hoof.

By the time she was ready to tackle it 

Pedro was in LaLa Land!

 Little Drunken Donkey!

He had not a care in the world!

She trimmed twice this amount off the one hind foot.

I am sure that the last two times he got trimmed,

that he kicked who ever did it, and they just never touched that one hind foot.

Now he has them all trimmed nice and neatly.

 He was pretty out of it for about 6 hrs!

Here he is getting some carrots, and watched carefully so he doesn't choke.

 I thought maybe some food might be good.

And then I walked him around a bit too when he wasn't staggering so much.

I could of blown him over with a feather...

My heart broke!

He was so pitiful looking/acting!

PEDRO: "There is two of you, and your spinning!"

He recovered well, held a grudge for about a day, 

and then back to his wonderful, loving self!

He has the most awesome personality!

Very quiet. I have yet to hear him bray!

Star brays quite often.

So today:

It was sunny but it was very cold!

A friend came over because she wanted to meet Pedro.

She is a donkey lover and has shown me quite a bit of things about donkeys.

We take him for a walk, and part way thru, I told her I have a saddle for him.

That was all it took.
Off to the round pen we go!

Isn't he just adorable?

Ignore the to long cinch!

Took the saddle and cinching quite well.

Even did a trick or two!

Left his foot on the step till I could get a picture.

AND....

YES.....

I RODE MY ASS!

My friend rode him first!

She was really brave!

He did so awesome!

Never once bucked.

Even knows the "one rein stop" 

Only because I only had one rein, but when I pulled on it, he stopped!

After this, we went for a long walk.

 Up and down hill.

Thru the rocks and over logs!

He will be a good:

"Trail Challenge Donkey!"

I see a 

"HORSE SHOW in his future!"

Now to work in getting him a horse disguise made!

A Donkey from Central Oregon

I have re-instated my ulcers over this buddy thing for Star! 

I could not make up my mind 

on the Donkeys at the rescue in Cove.

Oh I fell in love on sight!

I sure did...

But there was something nagging at me.

I think it is because

this guy showed up!

I found him on Craigslist.

And he was local.

So I stopped in to see him!

Isn't he just adorable?

Look at that face!

So because of the facility he came from,

Which resembles a dog pound only it is equines.

I am keeping him in quarantine for 6 weeks.

He looks very healthy, but it is for the safety of Libby and Star!

He comes with no history.

Oh the gentleman checked his teeth and said he was 12 years old,

But I am not so sure.

If he is only 12, then he has been worked hard and put away wet!

This is when I went to look at him.

 He ties really well.

Follows you around like a dog.

Loves attention.

Well mannered.

Let me look in his mouth.

Lets you pick up his front feet and clean them.

He even let 'me' check for the family jewels, 

but did NOT want the 'man' to do it. :))

(He has none)

HE HATES:

 His ears touched.

Can't pick up his hind feet.

So far those are the only two things I have found he does not like.

Isn't he adorable?

He has cow poop and mud glued to his belly and legs, and it is to cold to give him a bath!

I am concerned about his feet though.

Both front feet look like this one.

(See the bulb looking hoof?)

Anyone know why?

One hind foot looks good, the other one a bit long, which gives me suspicion that the last time he got trimmed, he must of kicked the farrier to tim-buck-too, and that foot never got trimmed.

So...I have been spending a lot of time with him.

I just go out and sit.

Give him treats.

Brush him a lot.

I wormed him today.

I think he is in his 20's.

The information I was told:

He came from Central Oregon.

He was purchased as a buddy for a pony.

And pretty much has been through two horse traders that I know of for sure.

The 'horse trader'  went to buy the pony

and came back with more than he bargained for:

This donkey, 1 goat, 2 of the cutest little pigmy goats, and a young cow!

He was also told this donkey use to pack.

So Now I am on the hunt!

Central Oregon could be anywhere!

I want to find out some history on him.

What he use to do for a job.

And most importantly,

His NAME!

Because he hasn't told me what it is yet.

So if anyone recognizes him,

PLEASE LET ME KNOW!

Lessons in Life!

How to Lead your Donkey!

Anger Management!

Sometimes it's best to know nothing!

"Hey, Libby, What they doin'"

Libby: "Do I REALLY have to explain it to her?"

ICE WAR!

During the ice that fell last week

Which kept the equines locked in their small pasture: 

(That is NOT snow! It is an inch of ICE on the ground)

Nothing was spared!

Even our roof!

Hubby had to get up there and chip away at it.On this day, it was 42 degrees and MELTING rapidly, 

But not fast enough.

It was backing up under the eve's and leaking down our patio door.

This stuff was like snot.

Ever slip on snot?

Ok then ~ a banana?

Thank goodness hubby did not slip.
And once the ice was all chipped away,
the leaking stopped and our roof was saved!
We won that one!

HAY delima

This past fall I bought some hay.

It was a good deal.

Why they even delivered it

from Touchet, Washington!

I bought 3 ton.

I was told that they hay got bleached, but it was still good hay.

Then there was some green stuff too.

And oh "she is feeding it to her SHOW HORSES!"

I started to feed it this winter.

The light colored bales looked like straw!

Were very weedy.

and Star turned her nose up at them.

Libby she eats everything so I really could not tell by her,

except she got diarrhea.

Then I broke into some of the green bales

MOLD!

Every green bale had some mold in it.

Star: "Where is all our food going?"

Libby: "I don't know. I am getting pretty worried though."

 Libby: "Those dang neighbor cows better not get it!

or there will be war!"

I did feed about a bale and a half to the cows.

But when I did that, for the next two days,

they ran over to the fence when I went out to feed.

I felt so bad for them.

So I put it on Craig's list.

46 bales of hay for $200.00.

It was snatched up in less than two hours!

I did replace the hay

with a lot better stuff,

that Star loves, and does not give Libby diarrhea.

Dang it! I hate when people LIE!

(She will not return phone calls!)

ICE Storm!

They were predicting SNOW!

4-8" of the pretty white stuff.

INSTEAD

we got ICE!

Lots of it!

 This is our driveway.

We could put ice skates on skate.

I worry sick about Libby and Star

walking on this stuff.

I can hear them as their hoof steps resound in the eerie quiet.

And if it wasn't for these wonderful boots I bought at the coast to walk in the surf with

I would be housebound and the equines would starve!

Instead I make my way out gingerly across the

inch of slick stuff, and feed.

All the while praying that Libby doesn't do anything stupid and slip and fall. 

Because if she did, she would not ever get back up.

My water faucet is safe from the ice due to a good idea by 

7MSN Ranch!

(Click to see)

 I could skate around the shop,

but I might get tripped up on the twigs.

We have Australian Willows planted for shade behind the shop

and I love those trees!

Fast Growing. Very shady.

And my most favorite is:

They do not blow over in a wind storm!

Their only down fall, is they loose small branches 

like most trees loose leaves.

But they are not big enough to do any damage.

Poor Star had Icicles hanging from her face.

Her and Libby did stay in the lean-to most of the time.

At least every time I checked on them they were in there.

All this crappy moisture came from the north and she liked to look outside.

The girls even have trouble

Walking on Water.

The promise of sunshine is on the horizon,

but then another storm is due in by tonight!