The Donkeys

     The previous mentioned road trip took us through a small corner of Gasconade County, Missouri. It is pretty country with lots of family farms, hilly vineyards and a smattering of small towns. Occasionally we pass a few horses or cows, and less often sheep or goats, but on this day we happened upon a small herd of donkeys, grazing in the middle of a grassy pasture. We parked on the roadside, called to them, and immediately they lifted their heads to peer at us. Then the friendly little fellows trekked to the fence, where they stared at us and we admired them. After a few photographs, we bid the herd goodbye and were back on our way. I remarked to Pop that I thought they were adorable, but he thought they were asses!