dog show // donkey sanctuary

Saturday afternoon was a bit dreary, so a group of us spent it reading Pygmalion inside. We assigned each other characters to read and set about trying to conquer it with British accents. The result was a dismal yet truly hilarious performance.

In the evening, a large group of us headed to an Indian Restaurant in town, “The Spice Merchant,” before splitting up to do a bit of evening hiking. We ran into a few horses and slid down some pebbly mountainsides.

those clouds though

casual horse-whispering saturday night

seaton

This morning, I woke up a bit late and grabbed a latte at Osborne’s before spontaneously boarding a bus with Namatha, Dr. Galbraith & Co. We drove out to Sidmouth to a Donkey Sanctuary where 500 rescued donkeys reside. A dog show was also going on, so we spent a bit of time observing the agility competition, the beauty pageant, and petting a few pups. I made a couple of canine friends who were more than happy to pose for me.

handsomest hound competition

his name was sully

this is dave

Afterwards, we visited the donkey hospital, attempted the topiary maze, and pet a few donkeys who meandered towards the fence with lazy curiosity. Each of the donkeys had names like “Earl Dickson” or “Janice Motten” and they strutted about as if they owned the place and just happened to let you pop in.  Poitou donkeys, large and shaggy, munched disinterested by a fence while miniature donkeys nuzzled your hands affectionately.

pretty much donkey heaven

hello, there

almost a unicorn

A short bus ride back and Nam and I are sitting in Osborne’s once more, tapping into precious wifi and staying in touch with the outside world. The rest of the afternoon should be pretty lazy—I might wash my clothes (no washing machines here, should be an adventure) and read a bit.

Cheers, friends!