The Donkey Department, Part One

Let's start with Dolly, she's been here longest and certainly is most troublesome. She's a Sicilian donkey and is miniature, as many animals that originate on islands are. Before coming here she worked in a therapeutic riding program where she got lots of treats, thus her little weight problem. She's extremely friendly and like all donkeys craves our attention.

Being in possession of special powers, she can walk right through six strands of barbed wire like it isn't there, can limbo under anything higher than about six inches, and excels at opening latches and turning on faucets. Dolly is very protective and doesn't tolerate canines in the pasture; fortunately she doesn't mind them in the yard-fortunately because she's forever apparating herself into said yard.

She can eat an entire patch of broccoli, bales of Apple Mint, or small citrus trees without adverse effect, and keeps us all on our toes by carrying off or chewing up any unattended cell phones or tools. Dolly is our Herd Leader. The big yellow horse thinks he is, but he's just wrong.