The time flew by and the colts soon finished being weaned by the mother jenny. The colts grew as donkey's will and filled out their forms.
As they stood one evening each in a stall Mr. Morrison came in with a large fat man. "Here they are Frank, as the men walked up behind Ric's big rump." They both look fat but I'll work'em good, you'll see, said the fat man.
The donkeys looked at eachother, a little fear welled up as the thought of animal work circled in boyish minds.
So it happened that the two donkeys were sold to Frank's Imperial Sugar Beet Farm, Inc.
As the boys, I mean the donkeys, the new owner said, "Guess I should call the vet and have'em gelded soon."
The two donkeys about went out of their minds, starting to kick the trailer apart.
"I wouldn't do that till you see how they preform, a good donkey stud pays you fine money Frank, said Mr. Morrison."
"Ya, maybe so I'll give'em a chance to keep their big balls, said Frank."
So off they went!