.... and the Donkey Made Three.

The "I'm going to fall apart if you don't do something" light came on in the car Connie uses for her commute to work so I brought it into the dealership. Luckily it turned out to be a minor glitch and was fixed with a minimum of fuss.

On the way home I passed a pasture that contained a young thoroughbred, a mule, and a wee donkey. I pulled a U-turn and stopped to get a pic of this odd mix, particularly since atseacliff had asked for a blip of a living, breathing critter after my recent spate of statuary. The thoroughbred gave a contemptuous shake of her gorgeous mane and trotted off, the mule kept on grazing as if I weren't even there, but the wee little donkey looked as if he wanted to squeeze through the fence, get in the car, and come home with me.

I think I'll name him Scooter .... and the adventure continues.