Rescued Donkey “Boy George”
It is with deep sadness that I inform you that during the time that this web site was being created my adorable donkey “Boy George” passed away. (At the approximate age of 40 human years).
I have decided to keep all references and photos of him on the site as a tribute and symbol of hope to all mistreated donkeys and animals on this planet.
One foggy day in the autumn of 2004 this neglected and depressed creature was rescued from a dark and dirty stable reminiscent of a dungeon. When we found him, his large head, tethered on a short knotted rope, was dragged to an unnatural angle towards the floor, depriving him of all basic needs for life. His physical condition was very poor, the body thin, and the black coat as dingy and dull as his surroundings. The hooves were abnormally long and the fetlocks so swollen so that he was barely able to walk. Just a few steps away, however, and visible to the donkey (as this particular dungeon had no door) was fresh air, light and a plentiful supply of nourishing green grass.
The despondent donkey was quite unaware that the severing of that knotted rope was such a significant moment for him. It was the end of a miserable life and release from his prison. As we led him away to a positive future, he shuffled slowly, whilst blinking against the intensity of the light. In our hearts we selfishly wished for a sign of recognition for our good deed, but his spirit was broken and he was devoid of any emotion. There was not a flicker of hope in his sorrowful brown eyes.
That day when he was rescued he was transported immediately to the village blacksmith where his hooves were trimmed. Instantly his mobility began to improve. He then began his new life as at the Old Silk Store. Naturally he needed a name. Due to my friends inspiration he was christened “ Boy George”.
Boy George’s physical recovery took about 3 months. The swellings in the legs subsided as the animal was now weight bearing on the hooves rather than the leg joints. There was no permanent injury. With an abundance of good nutrition and a new life in paradise where figs, and chestnuts, apples and plums fell from heaven into his paddock, Boy George developed a mischievous character. He regained a healthy donkey’s strength and became boisterous, bossy and rotund. Surrounded only by kindness and compassion he began to trust some people, especially women. However, he always remained suspicious of short men wearing a cap. This to him was an image of his previous owner. Like an elephant he never forgot!
He loved to be the centre of attention and admired. Spotting any visitors at the gate of his paddock he would eagerly trot across to greet them. He loved his glossy velvet coat to be stroked or for his large disproportionate, fluffy ears to be tickled. When he was about to do something naughty his eyes would seemingly revolve at 360 degrees, the white flashing around the circumferences. He was rather comical and made everyone laugh and put us all in a good mood .Needless to say he was always rather spoilt!
He was always up for a wedding or inclusion in our walking holidays.
He spent 13 happy years with me and with his unique personality won a very special place in my heart. He will be sadly missed by me and my friends and is an irreplaceable icon of the village.
“Thank you Boy George for being my best mate.” “You made our lives humorous, entertaining and upbeat” .
Life at the Old Silk Store will never be quite the same.
May you rest in peace.
Organisations in Pelion are working on behalf of mistreated and homeless animals are: