I looked out
the window today and thought I was seeing double. TWO donkeys in our yard? WTF?
So I went out to investigate.
It turns out
they were having a snack with the owner of our place, who lives in the attached
apartment. She saves up stale bread and
when she has enough she invites the donkeys over to eat it. How she contacts them I haven’t figured
out. Text message? Email? Twitter? Can donkeys tweet without opposable thumbs? (on the web, nobody knows you’re a donkey)
In any case,
the donkeys were happily munching away. Madame
pointed out their distinctive Provencal markings, a stripe across the shoulder. Meanwhile, Lucca barked fiercely but was
smart enough to keep his distance from what looked to him like two gigantic
dogs.
Eventually
the donkeys finished their snack and wandered home, leaving me the only ass
here.
KVS
Who’s hungry?
Get in line, pal
Stripes make me look thinner
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