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Welcome to Almosta Blog, the stories that happen every day here on Almosta Ranch. Come on in and be welcome, draw up a chair and set a spell on the front porch with me and my sweet wife, Melinda, better known as Mel. What you will find here are stories about our many animals, and our daily life on a working ranch. Not the most riviting of subjects but I will try to hold your interest. |
** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** At this writing, Almosta Ranch is no more. Nothing left there but ghosts and warm memories carried by me, the lone survivor of a time that was golden. Now i reside in a busy city hundreds of miles from the ranch. Now though the Ranch has been assigned to the past, what lingers still are the many stories of the animals that called that place home and the two humans who spent happy years caring for them and that's what you get with this blog. This first story is about Jeremiah, the Porch Donkey. Jeremiah got his title because of his love of greeting me each morning on my front porch. I would come out with my first cup of coffee and there he'd be, waiting patiently tail swishing flies and his long soft ears perked forward in greeting. We would spend about an hour enjoying each other's company each day. If it were in the Fall we would debate on wither or not I had enough hay in the barn to last the Winter. Jeremiah, of course, never thought I had enough. He was always fretting we might run out. Of course we never did. If it were Winter we always talked about the weather....Was it going to snow? How bad is the ice going to be on the pond? All subjects that directly impacted him of course. Each season had its own group of worries...things that had to be tended to. Now all the time we would spend on the porch, Mel would be right there with us, keeping my coffee cup filled and giving ole Jeremiah liberal ear scratches which he absolutely loved. It didn't take long for what little traffic that frequented our dirt road to take notice of the strange old man, sitting on the front porch with his donkey. It was not unusual for a car to stop on the road in front of the house and the driver or passenger get out and take a picture. I would wave to them and Jeremiah would bray a loud greetings. People always seemed amused at that for some reason. You would think they had never seen a friendly donkey before. Now don''t get the wrong idea, Jeremiah was not just a one-trick-donkey, no sir he had his own thing going on and once our little coffee time was done we would both mosey out to the barn where he would be greeted by his own wife, Jenny and their baby, Snowball. The donkey family would eat side-by-side with the ten horses of my herd and afterward would follow the horses out into the pasture to graze for the day. Jeremiah and Jenny's job on the ranch was acting as herd guardians. They were forever on the lookout for predators and God help the poor coyote or pack of coyotes who strayed too close to the horse herds. The two grown donkeys would make short work of them. Of course, little Snowball spent her days playing with a couple of young colts that were about her same age, though twice her size. Jeremiah and his family stayed with us for almost three years until one day, one of those many gawkers who would drive by the place, stopped. It was a lady who lived not far from us and she said that she just HAD to have the donkeys, she was in love with all of them. She told me to name my price and I did but then i told her that before any animal is sold from my ranch, I had to know that the animal would be happy in his new home. So, I informed her that before the sale could be final she had to spend a hour each day for a week getting to know the donkeys and seeing if they took to her. Well they did and at the end of that week Jeremiah and his family was headed off to their new homes where, I am happy to say, they still live today just as happy as the day is long, as my daddy use to say. |
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