Not far from our house in the Auvergne, there is a meadow on which two donkeys graze all day. For years now, I have enjoyed stopping by to see them. A few years ago, there was a little baby, but I do not know what happened to it.
The donkeys are always rather curious and come right up to the fence. Yesterday, one of them treated me to a little spectacle. No doubt, he wanted to coat himself in dust to rid himself of the pesky flies. So he rolled around on his back, his four legs straight up in the air. For a second, he looked dead. And then, as though nothing happened, he got up again.
Silly donkey.
For Home Page, click Pardon Me For Asking
0 comments:
Post a Comment