Wednesday, June 11, 2025

Donkey

 

The receptionist looked out the window and saw the Vet and male vet tech trying to pull the donkey into the stocks for his exam.

It was a small creature, but still stronger than the two men combined, and they were about wore out and very pissed off.

She went outside and casually asked what the problem was.

They glared at her and pointed at the belligerent equine.

She took the lead rope and wrapped it around the donkey’s butt, so she was pulling and pushing at the same time.

The donkey walked pretty as you please into the stocks.

 

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