Hardy-har-har, it’s almost 60 million years, still donkeys share a shaky relationship with people Aye, aye, they’re domesticated because Egyptians ordained so.
<Rest of the clan hailed it, ah I mean it, mankind took them for granted.
In merlin’s name that proved to be an utter disaster over millennia. A donkey is a donkey, even though it’s fondly called, ‘Donnie’ by its owner. It’s a kickass thingy for the person to tame the once-gorgeous beast.
If we find it as a “cat among pixies”, then it’s understood that we’re looked at by them in the same way. Every time, we call donkey , “dumb ass”, we shouldn’t forget that they find us as dumb as a common goblin.
While their classically beautiful mates (horse) started feeling at home and hearth in the company of people, for some unknown reasons donkeys hate being in a human’s company.
It’s in their eggs– “Donkeys hate humans for the very reason of domesticating them!”
Has anyone ever noticed them being still, even at the times they carry burdens bigger enough to choke them? It runs in their blood to be wild and mean. Having a fairy’s heart, they stand the very plight of enslaved.
A jackass bears because he is as stubborn as Dragon mother (Game of Thrones). He makes room to wing a kneazle just because he lets you bask in your own fancy spell the beast has cast upon you.
No true love’s kiss would undo the spell When tis’ your hour to see behind the curtains, your knickers would’ve been twisted. Aye, aye mate you’d have seen a true jackass thingy!
Not holding to hippogriffs at this point. A noteworthy reason which adds to the 10 reasons for why donkeys hate humans. An age-old Chinese fantasy is in pursuit of donkey meat for millennia. Their taste for donkey delicacies would perhaps have added to them being so mean towards their human encounters!
Note on the scroll: Inns in Italy await the barns in the land. They don’t slay donkeys that slog. Local farmers breed “grub donkeys” or “food donkeys”.
Aww, can we bewilder a starving jackass by fattening it with pomp and splendor? An act of chivalry, aah, that’s not the concern of the burden-bearer. All he needs is the hour of vengeance.
No nomads would be able to please a donkey just by feeding it with juicy apples.
All those wild horsey off springs love to stay wild and mean!!
We’re the miserable old bats in their eyes after all!
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