I’ve always believed you can best see the soul of a donkey by looking in his or her eyes. Lulu has amazing eyes, they are deep and powerful. She is always alert and vigilant, always protecting her sheep and Lulu.

Yesterday she insisted on my paying attention to her, something she does when I haven’t been as attentive as she thinks I ought to be. I scratch her cheeks and her neck or brush her back.

When she is being brushed, those eyes sometimes close and she is off in donkey heaven.

I love our donkeys, I could no longer live in a place where there weren’t any.