Since I often catch Lucy watching me through the windows,
I thought she might like to come in the house to see what she was missing.
With Justina available to record the moment for
posterity the blog,
we invited her in on Sunday.
Donkeys cannot be forced to do anything. Period.
If Lucy was going to come in the house, it had to be her decision.
I used peppermint treats and carrots to try to convince her that
joining me in the office would be a good idea.
Lucy: I might be more easily swayed if she used watermelon.
I rewarded her every try, and she came closer
and closer to crossing the threshhold.
Then Mrs. Hughes would distract her and we'd have to start all over again.
Despite my assurances that we could hang out and do girlfriend stuff,
like watch movies and drink wine and crochet, she wasn't convinced.
We gave it a few more tries with peanut-butter-dipped carrots, then called it a day.
Maybe next time.