On a cold and stormy December day in 2007, I had the privilege of watching a burro give birth. And see this newborn take her first steps. In my mind, I named her Storm.
Later I took this picture of her, her mom, and an auntie burro. You would often see another burro helping the mother and watching out for the young ones.
Rescued female burros would often come to the rescue pregnant. The males would be castrated upon arrival.
Here in the American West, a burro is a feral donkey. Many were rescued by the Donkey Rescue where I worked part-time in 2007. It was located next door here, where Joyce lives now
Rescued female burros would often come to the rescue pregnant. The males would be castrated upon arrival.
Here in the American West, a burro is a feral donkey. Many were rescued by the Donkey Rescue where I worked part-time in 2007. It was located next door here, where Joyce lives now
This is my favorite photo ever. I have an enlargement on my living room wall.
