Can We Come In?

Mom and Dad have a horse and a miniture donkey. The pasture is open to the backyard by way of a large gate that Dad opened up because the Donkey is like a big fat dog that somehow manages to clam down Mom's psychotic Golden Retriver just by being around.

You can imagine that Mom spends several minuets in the backyard EVERY day in the back yard shoveling poo into a bucket. Fun, huh?

This pic is the 2 guys poking their heads into the garage. If you let the door swing closed, the horse will shove it open with his head every single time. They're both a couple of big puppies. Especially the dumb donkey--he gets his jollies off by rolling around in his own poo.

This is why I prefer dogs.