Morning with my fellow donkeys. Online, offline... all asses welcome. 👌
I love donkeys! One of my fondest childhood memories is of a sweet donkey named Lump Lump.
The rich kids camp had horses. We had donkeys. I thought we had the better end of that deal. I would pocket vegetables from supper, then sneak out early the next morning to give them to Lump Lump.
Lump Lump! 🤣 What a perfect donkey name! (And no shade to the horse-lovers here, but donkey personalities are so fascinating. Love them something fierce!)
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Really! I don't recall if Lump Lump ever ate those nasty overnighted veggies, but I remember pressing my cheek on her neck & felling like the world was okay.