Some young people probably have not heard that in the old days people were far more close to their animals than we, now a days, can imagine, and in some cases they were too close. Some men actually loved their animals, but the majority just used what was available. Some people really loved their animals like their sheep, dog, donkey, and believe me, even their chicken! But not cat by the way. We haven't seen any report about a man making love to a cat. I wonder why? May be because of her sharp nails? or the jealous husband, the big ferocious angry male cat? We don't know. Anyway, we have reliable reports from all over the world, this kind of behavior does not belong to a certain environment or race, no sir! It’s in human nature, in some human’s nature at least!
The event I’m going to tell you took place in the suburb of [...] at the last decade of the sixteen-century. (during the spring of 1597 to be exact.)
The seven-year-old son of the village preacher once woke up earlier than usual and went to take their beautiful donkey to pasture. In front of the half open stable door, he stopped amazed, froze in fact, and joyfully watched his father in action. The boy gladly waited till his father finished what he had started, and then went to play with his dog; left the donkey alone to absorb what ever it was to be absorbed, and the satisfied father went to the house to have his breakfast.
The boy thought it was customary for men to make love to their donkeys first thing in the morning, before breakfast.
So the next day the boy woke up early again, very excited and went out waited for his father to come out and start the show, so he can watch again and after that take the donkey to pasture. But the father didn't come out of the house that morning, he finished his breakfast and went to work, that is, went to preach, went to tell people not do certain things if they know what’s good for them.
The boy waited for a while and then went to the house and found out that his father had left the house without fucking the donkey; thought maybe his father had done it even sooner that morning but of course he couldn’t be sure.
The preacher was giving one of his usual lectures, was telling people not fuck around and do not sin, other wise they'll burn in hell and that sort of things, when suddenly his son appeared at the door with the donkey and asked:
"Father! shall I take the donkey to pasture, or you haven't fucked her yet?"