The unbearable cuteness of burros

It was 5:30 Tuesday morning. I had just let Smooch outside and was standing in my office brushing my teeth, 

looking out the window to make sure everybody was present and accounted for. I saw four long ears behind a bush. 

The ears were so close together that they appeared to be coming out of the same head. I wasn't sure what was going on, 

but the scene had "photo op" written all over it. I put down the toothbrush, grabbed the camera, and tiptoed into the corral.

George: Zzzzzzzzz.

George: Are you kidding me?

George: Sun's not even up and she's already taking pictures.

Alan: I haven't combed my hair yet. Neither have you, I might add. Nice outfit *snort*.

Alan: I'll get up now, but that coffee had better be ready.

Alan: You have no idea how heavy his head is.

George: Please don't move. I was just getting comfortable.

Wynonna: *grunt grunt grunt *

Alan: How can you sleep through that racket? The pig's not shutting up 'til she gets fed.

George: I hate it when you're right.

George: Five more minutes, then I'll get up.

How many times will George hit the snooze alarm? Find out tomorrow when we conclude our story.

Here's a blog you might want to check out in the meantime. 

Hannah and her donkey, Chico, have just embarked on a 1,000-mile, three-month walk around Wales.

It sounds like a fabulous adventure and one I could see myself doing if I could find a ranchsitter for that long.
Hannah writes, "I have no prior experience of donkeys, but I like walking.
It's only 1000 miles – how hard can it be?" Guess we'll find out!