The two old ladies who bought the lot next door had brought in their pets, and somebody's dogs had got in and were joyfully chasing them around. Who knew that a scared donkey sounded just like a goddam dinosaur?
They settled in, and for several years now they have enjoyed hanging around in the shade of the oak tree that also shelters our chicken coop. They like animals that don't bark and chase. They come say hello when I stand by the fence, and I pat their cheeks and knock dust off their backs. There's a lot of dust.
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Cool! We have a donkey near here, but then we're in the country!
Donkeys rock. My office here is festooned with them, thanks to my kids. And the commune where I live is known as "Donkey City" because the cherry-growers used to bring their produce to market (where it was bought by brewers of the kriek cherry-beer) in paniers on the back of donkeys. There's one in our local park, which is bad donkey husbandry. My daughter has a campaign to find him a friend, as in your picture, and she's already buttonholed the mayor in the street on the issue.
They are so freaking cute.
I don't like the title on this post. Suggestions?
How about "UC Regents"
HA HA HA HA @ Harry!
Cute horsey things.
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