Yes the deed has been done, Dinkum, known as Kevin, but now hopefuly known as Oz (how confusing) has had his bits off....ouchy ouchy....
Padraig didn't fancy it at all, so he is booked to go into hospital this week (accompanied for moral support by Kevin) as poor old Kevin bled rather badly...don't blame him.
His supporter, Kevin, blanched at the very thought of it all....and has been nicknamed Kevin the Castrated which amuses him not all. Bad enough he has lost his axe (see previous post) but this is getting a bit personal.
Thankfully Oz is fine, just a bit tender.
Monday, 28 July 2008
Dinkum Has a Name Change
Unfortunately there was already a donkey at Sussex Horse Rescue Trust called Dinkum, so having two would be confusing.
Pauline, who looks after the sanctuary, was going to rename him Kevin, in honour of our Australian friend, Kevin Chambers, who helped pay for Dinkum and buy him the special banner which saved him from going to Italy. But a donkey called Kevin, I think not.
Mum suggested Casey (KC as in KC and the Sunshine Band - he plays guitar and does these funny things where they have Weekend Warrior things and they play loud music....not for me I think) but he doesn't like that as he has just parted company with his band members - something about a diva singer who can't sing - well maybe I should audition....I wouldn't need a mike at all.
So he has suggested Oz or Ozzie which I think is cool - my mate Oz in Sussex, maybe he will text me.
Mum says he is very very lucky as there are another two donkeys that haven't got the special banners that says they are saved. She contacted The Scottish Sun again to see if they could do something for them, as all my publicity and nice picture is great but it didn't raise one single euro towards another donkey having their special banner.
I will have to think about what more I can do. It concerns me so much that my hair is falling out - mum says it is more to do with the heatwave.....
Pauline, who looks after the sanctuary, was going to rename him Kevin, in honour of our Australian friend, Kevin Chambers, who helped pay for Dinkum and buy him the special banner which saved him from going to Italy. But a donkey called Kevin, I think not.
Mum suggested Casey (KC as in KC and the Sunshine Band - he plays guitar and does these funny things where they have Weekend Warrior things and they play loud music....not for me I think) but he doesn't like that as he has just parted company with his band members - something about a diva singer who can't sing - well maybe I should audition....I wouldn't need a mike at all.
So he has suggested Oz or Ozzie which I think is cool - my mate Oz in Sussex, maybe he will text me.
Mum says he is very very lucky as there are another two donkeys that haven't got the special banners that says they are saved. She contacted The Scottish Sun again to see if they could do something for them, as all my publicity and nice picture is great but it didn't raise one single euro towards another donkey having their special banner.
I will have to think about what more I can do. It concerns me so much that my hair is falling out - mum says it is more to do with the heatwave.....
Thursday, 24 July 2008
Revenge on the Stylist
Well, my erstwhile stylist, aka mum, went to her hairdresser today and I have to say I can hardly keep a straight donkey face - what a mess....
Oh well, I suppose it will grow back in time.
Snigger, Snigger, Snigger, hee haw, hee haw, hee haw....
Oh I am dancing around having a good old laugh......
Not letting her anywhere near me again with scissors as she might cut off my ear or tail.
Oh well, I suppose it will grow back in time.
Snigger, Snigger, Snigger, hee haw, hee haw, hee haw....
Oh I am dancing around having a good old laugh......
Not letting her anywhere near me again with scissors as she might cut off my ear or tail.
Monday, 21 July 2008
Vodka's Stylist Arrives
Well, my 'stylist' arrived tonight and I have to say I am not at all pleased - I was at the very least expecting Nicky Clarke or some 'name' with experience of dressing long hair - but instead it is someone who looks awfully like mum and clutching a comb and pair of scissors.
This is just not on. I want a salon professional to sort out my grunge look, which even I have to say is not very suitable for summer.
My stylist did say that part of my problems with my current look have been caused by neglect i.e. she hasn't combed me. She tried to explain it by saying that when I arrived the last thing I wanted was to be teased and combed to within an inch of my life, and she had hoped that when I shed my coat in the summer, most of the problems would disappear then. But no, I have matty bits in sensitive places, and these will either have to be combed out, scissored out, or clipped with electric clippers.....
So after an hour, I am a patch work quilt. I had to have lots of bits scissored off my hind legs so I am bald there, plus there is a nasty bit near by elbow that has had a first go at. There are bits of me all over the stable.
Needless to say, I did not leave a tip.
This is just not on. I want a salon professional to sort out my grunge look, which even I have to say is not very suitable for summer.
My stylist did say that part of my problems with my current look have been caused by neglect i.e. she hasn't combed me. She tried to explain it by saying that when I arrived the last thing I wanted was to be teased and combed to within an inch of my life, and she had hoped that when I shed my coat in the summer, most of the problems would disappear then. But no, I have matty bits in sensitive places, and these will either have to be combed out, scissored out, or clipped with electric clippers.....
So after an hour, I am a patch work quilt. I had to have lots of bits scissored off my hind legs so I am bald there, plus there is a nasty bit near by elbow that has had a first go at. There are bits of me all over the stable.
Needless to say, I did not leave a tip.
Sunday, 13 July 2008
Vodka Page 3 Girl
Mum says remembers the peril of fame, but frankly I'm not listening. I can see red carpets beckoning, guest appearances by Vodka donkey - mum says fine but perhaps I might need to go to stage school first to learn about manners in public, etc. Nonsense, I'm a natural.
Even the photographer said so when I tried to eat his camera and also search him for polo mints - none, don't they come properly briefed on how to treat stars. I mean artistes, like me, we have our list of what needs to be on set before we arrive - and it's a long list. And getting longer the more I think about it.
Ferguson was very upset as they didn't want to take his picture, no matter how hard he tried to get into between me and that long lens....eventually he was made to go in the field out of the way. Aimee tried hard to play it cool, and be nonchalant (see my French is still there), but she failed miserably, I could tell she really wanted to be in the shot but who needs a spotty upstart when you have star quality in the giraffe donkey.
Oh well, I think I'd better call my agent and find out what is planned for me for next week, then I'd better catch up on my beauty sleep before my stylist arrives.
Friday, 11 July 2008
Two More Donkeys are Saved
Dinkum and Padraig arrived in the UK yesterday - mum got a call to say that they were due in and in the afternoon another call to say that the good lorry had delivered them to Sussex. Dinkum is the brown donkey on the right. Padraig is the one on his own. Dinkum is 5 years old and Padraig is 3 years old.
They are going to be southern donkeys and are not making the long journey to Scotland. Mum has a very kind friend who is in charge of a big horse pony and donkey sanctuary in Sussex - Sussex Horse Rescue Trust - now I would change the name. It could be the Vodka Sanctuary or something like that, bit more zing to it.
Anyway Pauline has had her arm twisted - just like Helen at Scottish Borders Donkey Sanctuary - to take some donkeys, so she has the two boys....both with their bits on - mum says that will be short lived.....anyway we really look forward to hearing how they get on.
They were both saved only because a couple of very special people dug deep into their own wallets and helped pay for them - Step forward Kevin in Australia and Anne in the UK. Now Kevin is unlikely to meet his god-donkey but there is every chance that Anne may one day meet up with Padraig.
Mum did her usual stuff in getting publicity in the local paper for them, but she says maybe the credit crunch is biting as when she campaigned for little Vodka and Cazuax, she raised more than £400 from local paper, but this time £40! Maybe they just appreciate a quality donkey like Vodka, who knows, just disappointing when there are so many donkeys out there that need to be saved.
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