Donkeys next door!

Today I was totally surprised to see two adorable donkeys in #72, the hippie lot. I guess the hippies can do something totally cool besides the native dancing and flower arranging - donkeys!

Although I'd seen an odd horse trailer next door since feeding Baasha this morning, I had no idea what was inside.





Then I was watering the plants and saw this dark brown donkey face staring at me from the trailer. OMGOSH! It looked just like a dark brown well known BLM burro in New Mexico named after a country singer.




I knew Baasha would be upset about it - he thinks donkeys are horses who have been to outer space and mettled with by aliens. He feels it's his duty to warn us all about the danger of outer space.

Oh but they are adorable! I talked to the nearly clothes-free owner and he told me they are therapy donkeys for kids. I asked if they could stay, because that would be so nice. He said no, they have a job to do. I said, "After this soccer match can I bring over some carrots?" and he said, "Yes, but not bread." I said, "Oh, we don't feed bread to our horses in America either!"

He explained that donkeys are "steppe" animals, and grass and bread can be too rich. (In this photo, you can see our house in the background.)

At halftime I hurried over and got to meet them. They were so sweet, but they clearly wanted to nibble my watch off my arm, or my fingers when the carrots ran out.

I went back to Baasha and he snorted at my hands suspiciously.

Then I put a halter on him and brought him over to see.

You wanna hear? WARNING! ALIEN CREATURES! he told the neighborhood with his snorting. (BTW, each time Baasha snorts, you can hear my man saying "Quatch!" to him - it means "Nonsense!")