Our viscious guard donkey arrived today. Despite a three hour trailer ride, Jinx was cool as a cucumber. When we let him off his lead in our little pasture airlock, he looked around for a moment or two, and casually started eating grass. His only complaint was that I didn't give him a treat before I left the pasture.
He's probably the next-to-last addition to our little starter herd. We've got one more Boer buck that we're close to buying.
The rest of the goats are not sure what to make of this miniature beast of burden. Betsy led a welcoming party, but then retreated to the shade to study the situation more carefully.
Sure, he doesn't look intimidating. But, you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel lucky?' Well, do ya punk?