Astute readers have commented that I have hinted at but not gotten specific about my pending friend: a seven year-old molly mule, measuring just 33" at the withers, who will be coming to live with me on Mothers' Day. I have been keeping the boasting vague for a reason. You know what they say: no counting unhatched chickens. I will say that barring some cruel twist of fate I am scheduled to get a brayful, four-hooved present on the 13th of May.
I get a Mothers' Day present because—well, because I have a mom, I guess.
I will call her "Mini-Me." We will do everything together. You will see.
Bent Barrow Farm is NOT a charity. We are not rescued animals — we are family pets. With that said, I will accept gifts of money towards my veterinary care with brayful gratitude. If it is within your means to give, I thank you.