LOL… my donkey, Fanny, refused to “learn” how to use the Bar-Bar-A. In the beginning, I did a wee tub for her, since my Drinker was a little high for her. But within days, my husband built up the dirt berm around it, giving her the height she needed, so I let the tub run dry.
She’d stare at that wee tub and donkey whine, kick at it and donkey whine. All of which worked to convince my tenant that she was DYING of thirst and HAD TO HAVE her wee tub filled …again.
I told the tenant: “Don’t believe her. She’s know how to use it but is lazy and has you wrapped around her wee hoof.” Tenant didn’t believe me until! Tenant went on vacation for a week. So no one to donkey whine at… no one to bend to her pitiful harumphs… no one to jump into action at her kicks to said tub.
So I watched her from inside my den. There she stood, looking around. Checks the tub and looks around. Walks to the Bar-Bar-A and looks around, just in case anyone is looking and -SHAZAM- she stuck her donk nose in and took a drink. Stinker!!! LOL