I visited often from then on; I was in love with this beautiful animal. I ended up sponsoring him as a gift for the person who first introduced me to the DSC and when the year was up I continued to support him. I have seen and visited with Gordon many times on Open Days during the next few years and spend much time with him once I started volunteering. He has always been one of my favourites. I remember also my first encounter grooming one of the bigger donkeys, or at least my attempt to. Mostly I stuck to the Minis and the barnyard oldies like Summer and Buffy when it came to grooming, but one day I challenged myself to groom Gordon, not that he was hard to groom, he was just bigger. I was so proud of myself that I had no problem haltering him and I had absolutely no trouble leading him into the barn. Once I tied him up that’s when it darned on him that he didn’t want to have any part of me grooming him and he danced and danced around, and in the end he won, because I let him go, since there was no way he was standing still for me. That was my one and only grooming experience with Gordon, but I brushed him many a times.
Gordon never brayed, ever, maybe if he did, somebody could have helped him sooner. When he wanted your attention he would let these little pitiful sounding groaning and moaning noises out. Sunday morning was the best with him that was when we still had the barn set up the way it was in the “olden” days, Gordon would walk himself in one of the stalls and whimper for Helia, his favourite volunteer, to bring him his treat, and he always knew how he could get to her.
Gordon was also the master of unlocking latches and gates and doors, and because of him barn staff constantly had to try to outsmart him with bigger and trickier locks. I watched him a few times, how he unlocked Tibet’s stall many times in a matter of seconds, it was fascinating. He was also the suspect in a big barn mix up one morning when he opened the gate to the east side and let all animals mingle.
Just over the last little while had the old donkey, now almost 36, formed a close friendship with Earl Grey, another older donkey. I mean Gordon always got along with everybody and groomed with anybody who would let him or want to groom him, but those two oldies finally found each other and spent a lot of time together, lounging around and snoozing.
There are so many special memories with Gordon, our yellow donkey. He was one of a kind. No matter how many times Gordon was groomed he always looked unkept, his light greyish fur looked yellow and always dirty.
I loved taking pictures of him and looking at pictures of him, because he just has the most expressive eyes of any donkey and he always looked right at you. This is one of my all time favourite pictures....
Rest in Peace Sweet Gordon
You will always be loved and never forgotten.