Because it's my blog. And I really like donkeys.
The sight of Pistol running full steam down a hill straight at me always makes me a little bit nervous:
But, so far, he has always stopped in time.
Pictures like this melt my heart. This is Ian's face. That bottom lip jiggles like Jello when you scratch his ears:
Pistol has a thing for my big rubber boots. Maybe they remind him of his Jolly ball, I don't know. I was fearful for my toes:
Sometimes the four of us play hide and seek. This is Brownie hiding:
I find it impossible not to smile when I'm out "with the boys". Here they are waiting for me to tell them what we're going to do next:
This is what happens when I stand at the bottom of the hill and call out "Donnnnnkeeeeeeys!!":
Here's Pistol thinking deep thoughts:
Here's Pistol telling them to Ian:
Here's Ian clarifying with a follow-up question:
I'm thinking Stihl should definitely consider incorporating donkeys into their next marketing campaign: