Vodka Donkey is Dive Bombed

They are back, those pesky swallows. They have been doing their aerial acrobatics all over the stable, above my head. They built a nest last year on the girders running around the top of the barn - there are about 4 nests in all - and one of them is right above my stable.....

They make a dreadful chit chat noise all the time, waking me up, can't even dose early in the morning once it is light as they are up before me and flying around and chittering and chattering away.

Mum says they are lovely, a protected species, and while they make a bit of mess by not being house trained....they make a mess of my lovely clean rugs.....she says that we should welcome their arrival as the beginning of spring/summer and the end of the horrible winter. I think I should have protection from them, getting me up early. I need my beauty sleep.

Vodka Rhapsody in Green

Now rug number two is rather bright.....it is a very vivid green, and I am not sure it would be my first choice.....but on the other hand, it fits me very nicely and is nice and warm, and comes down and covers my knees and keeps the Vodka tummy (which keeps getting bigger) nice and warm. Mum is complaining that one of the rugs she bought me is now TOO SMALL!

Anyway what do you think? I'll be OK on St Patrick's Day I suppose......

Vodka Donkey New Rugs

It's the time of year when winter rugs can be very 'favourably priced' and my skinflint mum has been bargain hunting to ensure that the Vodka donkey is ready for next winter. We haven't quite got rid of this winter, but there is she beavering away to equip the donkey team for the rigours of winter 2009.

As many of my clothes are hand me downs from long dead donkeys - I suppose we have to slum it a bit but really as a famous donkey, I really should be going to Saville Row and get properly measured up so that the cut will be perfect for me. Instead I have to put up with ready to wear.....

Well my first rug is a keep the shavings off my long coat rug. Mum says that she is fed up having to clean me up every morning as when I got to sleep, I get absolutely plastered with shavings, so I now have a smart checked lightweight pair of jim jams to keep my lovely long coat shavings free. Actually I think it is just laziness on her part, as I really quite enjoy being combed but there we are. Wear it I must.