A different type of road rage

One of my workers showed up today with the left front fender of his little pickup very dented. He trained to convince me that it was a bad case of road rage. It was actually more a case of trying to do what a stubborn female did not want him to do.

He has quite a menagerie or zoo around his farm. Everything from weird chickens and four-horned sheep to porcupines, camels and zebras. One of his female donkeys managed to get bred by a zebra. Yesterday, he discovered the baby in a far corner of one pasture. It was bleeding from the nose and didn't want to hold its head up properly. He determined that a gelding in the pasture was probably trying to kill it. This was soon verified as the gelding made a pass trying to bite and kick the little critter. So he quickly grabbed the baby, placed it in the bed of his little pickup and started to drive to an area where he could pen it and the mother away from everything else. Great idea! Mom didn't agree. She circled the truck and then slammed into the fender as hard as she could. She did this several times before he could get where he was headed. The poor fender looks like a jealous husband with a very sturdy hammer went after the sports car owned by his wife's lover.

The only good news is that the little critter is doing better and may actually live. It couldn't suck properly because of its injuries so he is bottle feeding it about every four hours day and night. Mom still doesn't like him being around her baby, yet she seems to understand that he doesn't want to hurt it. He may show up tomorrow looking a lot like his fender.