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Mr. Frisslebee
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cowgirlj    Posted 11-11-2002 at 13:59:19       [Reply]  [Send Email]
After coming across this site while wandering through other folks country lives, I decided I would like to share a story with yall. This story is about Mr. Frisslebee, (Frisbee), a miniture donkey I have had the pleasure of being introduced to. Frisbee is the most comical kritter I have ever met, and it poses a question to my mind; "Are all miniture donkey's like this?" Frisbee lives on a farm in Kelowna, BC, Canada. He shares the farm with two studs, eight mares, three foals per year, a pygmi goat, twenty-seven chickens, a turkey that thinks she is a chicken, three dogs and several cats. The thing is....Frisbee isn't sure what kind of kritter he is. He eats the chicken feed, horse feed or dog food, and he follows along on trail rides like one of the dogs, his stumpy little legs just a pumpin' to keep up. It makes quite a picture to see a woman on horseback, three dogs and a donkey trailing down the road. On one of these fine trail rides, in early spring, Frisbee had what he would likely call, a close encounter. You see the creek was high, a small raging torent if you will, so I took the bridge instead of the water to cross, and Frisbee....well, he just couldn't make up his mind. After several timid attempts to follow across the bridge, he decided the water was a more inviting prospect for crossing to the other side. Meanwhile I had ridden off a little ways to encourage him to follow. When I realized what that silly donkey was about to do, I panicked. The water was very dangerous with hidden debre being washed downstream, so I ran for the other side of the creek where the trail joins the water crossing. To my horror, the last visual I had of Frisbee was his little body swimming for all it was worth and being wisked downstream. How was I ever going to tell the folks at the farm that our little buddy drowned and it was all my fault. Pushing these thoughts out of my mind, I quickly rode back to the bridge to see if I could see Frisbee downstream where he might have come out, if he made the swim. There was nothing! No sounds of animal struggles through the thick under brush, no splashing, nothing but the sound of raging water. I started to call, and call, as loudly as I could, hoping he would hear my voice and give some kind of sign, but again there was nothing. Just as I was about to go back to gather a rescue party, right in front of me to my right through the thick growth along the banks of the creek, out pops Frisbee! Scared the bejeebers out of me, and my horse, but let me tell you.....that was one ticked off little donkey. He was bucking mad! Bucking and shaking and snorting. well, I plumb lost it! I just couldn't help myself, I started to laugh! And laugh! And laugh! He was so comical. He stoped his antics and gave me the most indignified look of hurt I have ever seen on an animal, and that just made me laugh harder! Poor little half drowned kritter. With that hurt look in his eyes, his little head started to hang. He pouted his nose right to the ground, looking like he was blinking back tears. after praising his courage and telling him I loved him, off we rode. Now, you think this is the end of it...it ain't. On the way back you see, we still had the delema of getting back to the other side. I figured after half drowning Frisbee would just follow along across the bridge, so I just rode right on over to the other side, stopped and turned around to encourage him to follow. I couldn't believe it when I saw him once again pacing back and forth, taking one step onto the bridge, backing off and pacing some more. I started talking to him, telling him he was ok, and could do it, and calling him forward, all the while holding my breath and wondering if he would go for the water again. After much hesitation, and what was obviously a very big struggle for this little kritter, Frisbee took one look over the edge of the bridge at the raging creek below, and......this part amazed me.....that little donkey literally lifted up onto his tippy-toes, and inched across that bridge, one agonizing step after the other. Well, you know what I did! I totally lost it! If I had not seen this with my own eyes, I would never have believed it. I laughed all the way home. Needless to say, Frisbee no longer follows me on the trail.
Cowgirlj.


Patria / PR    Posted 11-12-2002 at 11:19:05       [Reply]  [Send Email]
cowgirlj, this is definitely an interesting story, liked your way of moving on to the conclusion.
Now I need to find the words in spanish to tell it to my grandson :-)


cowgirlj    Posted 11-12-2002 at 12:12:49       [Reply]  [Send Email]
Patria/PR:
There is an internet program that does translations for you, at no cost. I tried it and it works great.
The site address is:http://babel.altavista.com/
If you highlight this story and copy it, you can paste it into the "translate a block of text" box.
Choose, English to Spanish, and click on translate.....and ...wah - lah! If you need further help with this, let me know. You can contact me at my email address and I'll walk you through it.
Good luck!


Patria / PR    Posted 11-12-2002 at 12:26:03       [Reply]  [Send Email]
Hey cougirlj, thanks for the tip , I was already trying to do it on my own but I'll go to the site you just adviced me to check. Thanks again. Patria


Maggie/TX    Posted 11-11-2002 at 14:41:30       [Reply]  [No Email]
Oh the poor little guy! That was the most amazing story, and I've seen worse ones printed where the writers get paid for them! It made me want to give little old Frisbee a hug and I have never in my life hugged a donkey! LOL! Great story, Cowgirl, thanks for sharing it! :)


Burrhead    Posted 11-11-2002 at 19:04:37       [Reply]  [No Email]
good interesting story.

Maggie look in the photo gallery. Them nephews musta been barrel racing with Mr Frisllebee. That's a good looking gang Cowgirlj.


Maggie/TX    Posted 11-11-2002 at 20:51:15       [Reply]  [No Email]
Just checked the photo gallery. Frisbee is adorable and those are two good looking kids there too!


cowgirlj    Posted 11-11-2002 at 20:45:49       [Reply]  [Send Email]
Thank you Burrhead, I apreciate the compliment....they are kinda cute aren't they.


Burrhead    Posted 11-12-2002 at 16:12:05       [Reply]  [No Email]
yer welcome. Yesmam Kiddoes and hosses are my weakness.

It's kinda refreshing to see youngsters with neat groomed hair and a smile.


cowgirlj    Posted 11-11-2002 at 20:45:13       [Reply]  [Send Email]
Thank you Burrhead, I apreciate the compliment....they are kinda cute aren't they.


cowgirlj    Posted 11-11-2002 at 19:02:50       [Reply]  [Send Email]
Thank you kindly, I am glad you enjoyed it.
:)


cowgirlj    Posted 11-11-2002 at 19:02:35       [Reply]  [Send Email]
Thank you kindly, I am glad you enjoyed it.
:)


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