One year ago yesterday, I took these pictures. One year ago today, I still had three of my six foster donkeys: ...and my index fingers and thumbs would be almost black at times from rubbing the insides of donkey ears. They loved this. This time, one year ago, I had fallen completely and totally in love. Today, I really miss my donkeys. Pistol: Ian: and Brownie: If I had things to do over again, I'd do some of them very differently. I'd still have donkeys.