Jack
Hi, my name is Jack. I know, not too original, But I came with that name and if someone comes here with a name, no one takes it away.
I am a gelding (they do take "some" things away around here) donkey, and about a hand short of a mammoth. That means I am a pretty big fellow, and I am well past 20 years old.
Before I came to Majical Miniatures I lived on a dairy and since I am the best pasture escape artist ever, I pretty much wandered from pile of grain to pile of grain, eating myself to founder. When the workers there wanted me out of the way, they scared me with brooms and rakes and hoses so when I got to Majical Miniatures I was scared and obese, and my legs and feet were very sick. I am still scared of brooms and rakes and hoses so people here are very careful to tell me when they are going to use those things close to where I am standing, but I am not obese and my legs and feet are not sick anymore. It takes lots of special care to keep my feet healthy but everyone here makes sure I eat really carefully and never get things that I like but should not have, so that I will never again have to spend a year with medicines, and feet and leg soaks, and wraps and treatments 3 times a day, or ever have to go back to the special horse and donkey hospital that I spent many weeks at when I got here.
Everyone that meets me loves me because I am a spectacular donkey if I do say so myself (everyone else says it too!). When you stand in front of me and wrap your arms around my neck and rub my shoulders, face, and neck, I will lay my head on your shoulder and fall into a peaceful rest. I share my pasture with a camel named Chubaca and a miniature pony named Frankie, and while I might be an old guy, and a gelding, I still appreciate a cute little jenny when I get to see one.
Sampson
My name is Sampson and I am a stunning Great Pyrenese. I came to Majical Miniatures about 5 years ago when the family I lived with moved and had to leave me behind. They took the golden retriever and a little pip-squeak doggie, but not me. At first I was sad that I got left behind and I was scared when I got to a new place, but it was not long before I knew I had hit the rainbow of good places to live. When I got here I was afraid of large spaces because I had only lived in a 20’ X 20’ radio fence with a collar that told me not to pass that line or else! I was 2 years old and that small space was all I had ever known. My hips and knees are not so good now because I never got to run and play to develop them. I will always have painful days and I walk and run in a way that is all my own, but I take good vitamins and special tablets that help my joints feel better so I can still get around pretty comfortably most times.
It took me about a year to learn (slowly and a little at a time) that space was not so scary. When I got here Ariyana gave me the goat yard to help me feel more secure (instead of the whole farm like I have now) and I liked the goats so much that I took over watching after them. A couple of months after that, I got a little bigger yard with the sheep and llamas and I decided I would take care of them too! By the time I had been here for a year, I was happy to have the whole farm and now I am not so much a caretaker or the animals as a fellow who just goes where he wants when he wants, follows the humans down the drive, leans on everyone I like, loves generously, and prefers to make noise at nothing rather than at something (grin). I don't think I have ever met anyone that did not think I was an incredibly special dog, and Ariyana has even gotten e-mail just to ask how I was doing. Not everyone out here gets their own e-mail!
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