Sunday, January 29, 2012


Donkey and mule combinations are abundant around here.  Always staunch supporters and buddies for each other, aloof and distant to strange humans... until you hold up a bunch of grass from the other side of the fence. Then they come a running, full speed until...boom... they stop in their tracks right at your side, all teeth, reaching for the bundle of grass in your vulnerable hand.

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