Links for the donkey pages

Hope this format makes it easier to find what you want. If all works well you can simply click the link instead of scrolling through the drop down windows. I  like it better for those areas that are jam packed full of subjects.

http://www.grangerlandrfd.com/donkeys-and-other-critters.html  Sort of a half hearted introduction and our philosophy on the critters.

http://www.grangerlandrfd.com/eeyore  Our first Donkey was named Eeyore. He has the distinction of teaching me to beware of donkeys biting. He also has the distinction of being the only  one that ever bit me. 

http://www.grangerlandrfd.com/blue---the-herd-matriarch  She was the mother of two of the three donkeys we kept. We kept them because they inherited her personality. She was the herd matriarch as the oldest female and probably the  mother to the other adult female. She was pretty neat.

http://www.grangerlandrfd.com/eeyore-and-the-sheep Eeyores fall from grace.

http://www.grangerlandrfd.com/eeyore-and-the-girls
True love rears it’s ugly head. Could be subtitled Eeyore gets kicked in chest. Hard. 

http://www.grangerlandrfd.com/why-we-became-llama-ranchers
Probably more up to date, concise information on Llamas than you ever wanted to know.


http://www.grangerlandrfd.com/more-llama-tales 
How feathers reacted (very undonkeylike and amusing) when he met the llamas.


http://www.grangerlandrfd.com/a-donkey-named-houdini
Donkeys are sometimes escape artists. Sometimes we write to try to do them justice.


http://www.grangerlandrfd.com/the-farrier-visits
A big (an expensive) day on the farm.


http://www.grangerlandrfd.com/the-homecoming
We had the girls at a friends house. The effort getting him home was reasonably involved.


http://www.grangerlandrfd.com/glad-thats-over
Preparing one of our boys for an organ donation (gelding). They really do not like being on a trailer.


http://www.grangerlandrfd.com/where-the-girls-are
Getting the girls home from landscaping duty.


http://www.grangerlandrfd.com/how-the-herd-does-grow
Part of this is personally very embarrassing for me. Sally loved it.



































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