Last Friday was fridge day. Muck out, defrost, clean. Unfortunately, Sissi's refrigerator has no drain below, so that over time more and more water collects in the bilge of the refrigerator. This needs to be disposed of every few weeks, while the cooling unit is allowed to defrost at the same time. It turns into a block of ice within a few days and the refrigerator no longer works properly. The work is done in just three hours. As a reward, I take a bus to the donkeys, before I put a few cans of beer in the cooler.
When a person walks towards the donkey with food in hand, the dance behind the fence begins immediately. The donkeys push each other back and forth with their bodies, trying to look as cute as possible in the face. They have learned that over the years. I find it very funny when I see a big, fat donkey standing there, making me pretty eyes and saying “feed me, I have nothing to eat”.
All I can say is that it really works. The visitors see how the donkeys turn their heads and play with the position of their ears. Usually they call out “oh how cute” and then reward the long ears with the beloved pellets.
Another level in the cuteness contest is the grin. Yes, the donkeys are actually grinning. You copied it from us. Some donkeys always grin when a camera is held in front of their face. This is a successful ploy for begging for more food.
In the evening I want to take a beer out of the fridge. The can is clamped on a sharp edge of the cooling unit. Really unhappy. The can bursts, the beer pours into the bilge of the refrigerator, which smells like a brewery the next day. I'll clean the fridge again. Great.
Baby animals are naturally cute. Tiger is no exception. I very much hope that the baby's presence will also translate into face value. In any case, the visitors stay a long time in front of the stable.
I cannot escape the magic either. Again and again I have to go to this stable to make friends with the mother and then with the baby. The wound looks much better now, and the mother has found a certain trust in us. She lets us look at her baby without protecting it from us. That's great. The carrots that I keep bringing her back are certainly not harmful.
What else has happened in this soap opera? Fire Ball is returned to its owners after the castration and is also given a companion. Then he will be much better off in his new old home than on his own. On the one hand it is a nice train from Desiree, on the other hand it saves 400 US$ a year on the feed costs.
After the morning feeding, I noticed a donkey on Sunday that didn't seem to be interested in the food. That's always a bad sign. Nella and I try to read the donkey's chip, but it doesn't feel like it. So let's try to catch him. But the donkey has no desire. Instead, he stands in front of the enclosure where the old donkeys live all the time. Visually it fits perfectly into the group. Anneke only succeeds in reading the chip in the afternoon. It becomes clear that the lady is missing in the enclosure. Shortly before the second feeding, Anneke manages to run into the enclosure with the donkey. The donkey is a lady by the way, her name is Orchid.
Tomorrow is donkey day again. Today is cleaning day again. The island is very dusty again, the dust settles all over the boat.