I don't know why, but I've always had a certain affection for donkeys. Maybe that's why my mother-in-law sometimes called me "Alter Esel" (old donkey). ;-)
Burro was very curious to read the column with that very title, and seemed a little disappointed that it wasn't a story about a donkey, but about an autistic man's repetitive phrase.
Apart from the fact that I think it's possible that souls don't exist: I really like ‘my’ donkey. And yes, very often less is more. Especially since: 'Le secret d'ennuyer est celui de tout dire'. ;-) Aferradetes, Paula.
The donkey does have a soul. If I believed in totem animals (which I really do not), the donkey would be mine.
ReplyDeleteI don't know why, but I've always had a certain affection for donkeys. Maybe that's why my mother-in-law sometimes called me "Alter Esel" (old donkey). ;-)
DeleteOf course donkeys have souls. I am less confident about many people.
ReplyDeleteGood one!
DeleteReminds me of Boro! Who incidentally looks much safer today than yesterday.
ReplyDeleteBurro was very curious to read the column with that very title, and seemed a little disappointed that it wasn't a story about a donkey, but about an autistic man's repetitive phrase.
DeleteL’humor intel·ligent, si estas d’acord que menys és més...
ReplyDeleteI el teu ruc, té ànima?
Hugs, Sean.
Apart from the fact that I think it's possible that souls don't exist: I really like ‘my’ donkey.
DeleteAnd yes, very often less is more. Especially since: 'Le secret d'ennuyer est celui de tout dire'. ;-)
Aferradetes, Paula.