It is hot sunny weather this weekend. At last, a taste of spring. I could not separate Rubi from Matilde to walk to Finestrat, so I took a chance on it… I went out with both of them. Big mistake.
Rubi was tied on a close lead to Matilde’s pack saddle. We went up the hill to Finestrat without difficulty, then continued to Brian’s stables to pick up some feed. On the return through Finestrat, I stopped for a pint of beer and the light began to fade.
When it was time to go, the donks decided to work to union rules and would not walk another step, since night time is for sleeping and eating, not for walking. I was stuck!
My phone battery usefully died too! I had friends nearby who could have assisted, but I could not phone them. There was no alternative but to drag Rubi into a nearby park, using Matilde as a towing truck, and just stay there for the night.
Luckily for them we had donkey feed in the bags and water in the park. For me, nothing. My supper was defrosting pointlessly at home…
As soon as it gets dark, the temperature drops rapidly here in the foothills of the mountains. I was shivering on the park bench, wondering if I wopuld survive the night, and a man from a neighbouring house, overlooking the park, thankfully spotted the problem and brought me a mattress, pillow and blanket! People can be so kind sometimes.
I walked Matilde and Rubi home this morning, after yet another fight to get Rubi to go round a bend in the road that she took a dilike to, and wasted another half an hour of tugging. When I got home I discovered she has some grazes on the back legs from being pulled by Matilde and sliding along the tarmac a couple of times.