One minute they're standing quietly, listening intently to something I can't hear,
then a look is exchanged.
Ears disappear.
The chase is on.
Hank warns them to stay out of his space.
They ignore him.
'Round and 'round and 'round they'll go, and I'll have enough blog fodder for a few more days.
Thank goodness they will keep you supplied with blog pictures or my morning coffee would not taste as good eh!
ReplyDeletethe thing that amazes me is these donkey's act just like our dogs... this is exactly what they do, the look, the ears back and around and around they go...
ReplyDeleteI suspect that Alan was downwind from an intentional donkey fart by George. Just sayin'.
ReplyDeleteHmm. I never thought of that. You might be right.
DeleteClearly Alan is listening to the Bad Voices again. Little stinker.
ReplyDeleteHook 'em up to a wheel and you can grind your own blue corn for grits :-)
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