a donkey named Carol

Ever since I was a young girl, I've had a soft spot for donkeys. One morning in June, I visited the donkeys over at Bear Creek Park and snapped this picture. They've got two donkeys there and they come right up to the fence to see the visitors.

Recently I was thinking about donkeys and realized I really don't know much about them, so I did a google search and found this sweet, sweet story about a donkey named Carol.

This little donkey belonged to my Grandmother B. I've always wondered who gave it to her. And I'm sure this little donkey never really had a name. Maybe Carol would be a good name for her.