Sweet Donkeys

Well, we loved having the young donkey boys.  Lewis and Moby were eating out of our hands by the second day...they were very timid at first but had a special weakness for banana peels.  Could not resist them...just like Honeybear, our beloved donkey from the Humane Society days.  The weather has been extremely dry so our grass is brown--not much grazing available.  The donkeys looooved having their own never-ending water bowl.  While we had plans to pick up some hay and sweet feed from the grain store, Ava went out of the yard to collect grass and didn't latch the gate.  Soooo, our donkeys wandered off.  Moseyed past Ava on the road while she entreated them in her best donkeyese to come back...it was VERY sad!  But also a Good Thing.  Because of culling efforts, donkeys have become nocturnal, and these guys made a bloodcurdling racket hee-hawing at night.  Oh, the video clip gets it just about right (thanks, Dad!)  They also chased each other in circles around our house, and since we sleep with the windows open, the thundering hooves were hard to sleep through.  Also hard to miss: donkey poo all over the yard!  I was shoveling and raking to beat the band.  So when I say it was very sad when the donkeys wandered off, I mean the kind of sad where you are waving your arms and making quiet little shooing noises.  That kind of sad.