I sat out on the Adirondack chair to get some fresh air and rest and after a few minutes I fell asleep. When I awoke, I saw Simon standing at the fence a few feet from me, just looking at me. He never does that when I sit out on the chair but he was starting at me with a special intensity. I sometimes forget how intuitive donkeys are, how sensitive they are to human emotions. I got up from the chair and went to the fence and he carefully sniffed my hand. “It’s okay, pal,” I said, “I’ll be fine.” He stayed at the fence for a few minutes, then was gone.