FREE TO DREAM, FREE TO LIVE

I am impatient for Marjorie to return from England.  I have missed her, and her fingers in my fuzzy ears.  There is a rumor going around the ranch that soon we will ride to Austin!  I am ready.  I am a brave donkey on a mission, and Hannah has said she is joining me.  She has made a special friend in young Chey, and she cannot wait to see her again.  Soon.  Very soon we go.  I hope it is not raining, but it won't matter, we will ride still for my cousins.  I heard from Marjorie who spoke with Rob Nichols at the Donkey Sanctuary in Devon UK.  She said he kept a poker face while she made her case before him.  Finally, she had to come out and say, "Well...?"  He answered finally that he is convinced that they need to make a formal statement against the killings, but needs the approval of all on the team, to do so.  They will return this coming week, and we will know soon.  We are ever so hopeful.  This along with the Circle Ranch, and Red Horse Nation and others is really growing in size.  Never doubt what one curvy, smart donkey girl can do when she sets her mind to it!  I have been most persuasive with my friends, Johnny, Marjorie and Karen.  And, they have been the best of friends to me.

The next big hurdle is trying to get an interview with BBC before returning from England.  I would call BBC for Marjorie but somehow don't think they will quite understand me as my friends do.  If only people could learn to slow down, to listen, to feel.  If they could learn to step back from the rush of their contemporary lives.  It is this rush that overwhelms their senses and causes their loss.  They need to walk with donkeys for a while to make the world right.  The birds are chirping and the hay smells so sweet.  I love my moments with my friends, and I know we have so much we can share with humans if they would just slow down long enough to learn the power of time.  Time slows down when you walk with us.  We like for things to happen quietly and methodically.  Calm instillS calm and allows for dreams.  It is good to daydream, for when you do while with us, you are in the present.  They are dreams of your making.  My dreams these days are of a successful ride with many people cheering us on as we hand these signatures written by beautiful loving people who love us.  My dreams are of seeing my wild cousins running free, in the desert that is their home.   Free from bullets, free from harm, free to dream.  FREE TO LIVE.