Bandit and Riley

My introduction to Longhopes was the day I read an article in the Prairie Times more than two and a half years ago. The story detailed a visit by a novice into donkey-dom. I live in Strasburg, only 10 minutes away, so a call to Kathy Dean and a short drive later I found myself facing no fewer than 40 ears pointed towards me like furry satellite dishes snapping about to detect a signal.      I was hooked. 

I bonded immediately with Bandit, aptly named -somewhat of an outlaw.  A 2 year resident of Longhopes who gave enthusiastic visitors the stink eye, didn’t treat his roommates much better, generally stood back and certainly wouldn’t take part in any donkey games. What this attraction must have said about me would probably invite many sessions on a therapist’s couch.

During the months of Brian’s and my backyard renovation, I frequented Longhopes to see Bandit. I had a crush on him, he, in turn tried to crush me against the fence. Surely a cry for help, love, and understanding. I continued plying him with ginger snaps and unconditional love.

Three months later, sore but proud of our fences and gates, our ‘baby room’ of a stall and paddock was finished and ready for inspection by Kathy.  We passed with flying colors, but now we had to find a companion donkey. Not the easiest task, but Riley passed the series of interviews, with his sad Eeyore eyes and mild manners, 2 years older than Bandit and certainly a donkey role model for decency and discipline.

It’s 2 years down the road – we were never prepared for the personalities that live with us now.  Their love of toys and whimsy; seeing Bandit with a giant hula-hoop over his neck, finding their traffic cones lined up in their stall, their Christmas trees moved to suit their decorating needs. The transformation has been stunning, and I know it’s been more of a journey for them than for me.

We teach each other trust, and speculate as to one another’s moods and needs. From the scared hurt scurrying away donkey no one wanted to the affectionate teddy I know now, we’ve had real breakthroughs.

These days, I   can’t imagine a morning without seeing Riley amble out covered in shavings like a confection rolled in coconut, or Bandit backing into me for a back scratching.  Taking the time to understand them has made all of the difference.  I couldn’t say who has benefited the most - we have a long, long time to figure it out.