Saturday, April 11, 2009

France Trip Day 8: Horses and Donkeys

After our delicious meal, we accompanied Monsieur and Madame Foucher to a neighbor's farm. Monsieur and Madame are taking care of the neighbor's donkeys and horses while they're away.

These donkeys were very gentle. I asked David, "How hard would it be to care for a few donkeys, do you think?" David replied, "Oh, so you're going to add a few donkeys to the sheep and ducks you want to have some day?" I've talked for years about how great it would be to have a few sheep that we could shear and make our own sweaters from the wool. Whenever I bring it up, David reminds me of his unfinished sweater gathering dust in a bag in a closet somewhere.

We learned from a book Grandpa and Grandma gave Becca that a male donkey is called a jack and a female is called a jenny.

You can just make out part of the cross on the back of the light gray donkey. Traditionally, Mary is portrayed as riding a donkey while pregnant. Legend has it that the cross on the donkey’s shoulders comes from the shadow of Christ’s crucifixion, placing the donkey at the foot of the cross. It was once believed that hair cut from this cross and hung from a child’s neck in a bag would prevent fits and convulsions.

The couple who owns the horses and donkeys also own many beautiful carriages. When people want a carriage ride at a fair in the area, or a bride and groom want to ride into the sunset in a white horse-drawn carriage, these are the horses that pull them.

The horses were very happy Madame brought them apples to munch.

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