Welcome to my blog - a diary about living with donkeys, notes about care, my training sessions and the absolute pleasure of donkey companionship.


I continue to be amazed and enchanted by donkeys, since I got my first two in May, 2002. I'm not sure why! I mean, why not llamas or pot bellied pigs for instance? For awhile I thought maybe it was because of some connection to an ancient time, a past life, a wandering through desert lands ... maybe I knew a donkey way back, maybe the donkey and I shared some amazing experiences ...?

Well, I have given up on trying to unravel those fantasies and now am just happy to have fallen down this rabbit hole where my whole life has been redefined somehow by the presence of donkeys.

But, like any life-changing experience, it hasn't always been easy! I've been kicked, bitten, knocked over, jerked around, bullied and intimidated sometimes. Stepped on... did I mention "stepped on?" Other times I have been charmed and amused, delighted and totally absorbed, my heart almost breaking with love and compassion for these critters.

My mother used to ask, sweetly "why donkeys?" She was always amused (of course I never mentioned being kicked, bitten or stepped on!)

I won't tell you that donkeys are the perfect family pet, like so many web sites want you to think. They live a long time, they get sick, they have "issues" ... maybe, depending on whether or not they were raised lovingly, with respect and care, or abused, neglected and misunderstood as many donkeys are.

But, my oh my, donkeys are charming! Maybe it's the ears, I don't know. My donkeys and I have embarked on a lifelong friendship. This blog is a way for me to write about this journey.

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Thursday, September 2, 2010

Mood Changes & How to deal with them

I have had quite a busy week and just returned from four days away.  Got home during a noisy, gusty wind
storm with a bit of rain - quite a shift in the weather from the long stretches of sunny summer days.

Ringo was in a wild mood!  He galloped straight to me, ears pinned and teeth showing.  Not the most comforting welcome!  I stood my ground, then quickly put the electric fence between us and talked quietly, my open hand on his muzzle.  He settled a bit but was clearly agitated.  Later that evening, I found myself getting impatient with him.  I absolutely HATE being threatened and my default reaction is to scold him.  This is NOT the clicker trainer's way!

A good clicker trainer would do the following:
1.  Stay safe and use protective contact if necessary - this means working with a gate or fence between you and the animal.

2. Go back to basics and work in baby steps - this might mean offering something really familiar, easy and comforting for the animal to do - something he knows well and can be successful at, like touching a target.

3. Keep the donkey feeling positive by working in baby steps and using a high rate of reinforcement.

4.  Observe closely to make sure there isn't something else going on, i.e. rule out that the animal might be in pain and is acting out because of it.

5.  Teach an opposite behaviour to the one you don't want him to do - for example, if he is coming into your space, teach him to back.  The thing I have been working on when Ringo uses his nose or head to bop me, I ask him to gently place his muzzle in my soft open hand.  He can't be bopping me and doing that at the same time.  So concentrate on the behaviour you want, NOT the stuff you don't want.

6.  Ignore the bad stuff, don't get riled and ASK for SOMETHING!  This can help the animal refocus.

7.  LEAVE and make a cup of tea rather than stay and punish the donkey!

Well ...  good advice, eh?  I have made a lion's share of mistakes and one of them is not following this sage counsel!  Ringo and I have been working through this "mood" of his for the past three days and he is gradually settling again and I am gradually heeding the advice above.  That's not to say that I beat him or anything ... but I do scold, sometimes yell (if I think I might get hurt) I say "NO!" sharply and yes, oh yes I have been known to bop him when the going gets rough.  Bad stuff, this discipline and my reaction is surely fear based on my part.

So ... living closely with animals does indeed teach one a lot about one's own self and it ain't always pretty.  But through the thoughtful and gentle approach of clicker training, I can learn patience and tools for dealing with uncomfortable situations. I'm certain that every harsh word spoken is a harsh word remembered and trust needs to be earned again. 

1 comments:

  1. Hi, love your blog - really interesting! I work for the Brooke - have you heard of us before? Looking forward to reading more of your blogs!

    Thanks, Heather
    heather.walker@thebrooke.org

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