Simon has a loud, piercing bray that the neighbors hear a quarter-mile down the road. Lulu and Fanny have soft brays, when the three of them get together they make their own Donkey symphony, and they lure me to the cookie jar in the barn. Donkeys are intuitive, the read intentions, they know when I am heading for the cookie jar, they keep at me until they see me moving to the barn. I do not have a good record of resisting them.