To know they watch me, as I watch them, and listen for the front door to open each morning - this is one of the many reasons I never tire of a new day. If I feel I have rushed moments where I begin to take this life here for granted, I just look at them, they look at me, and my graced life becomes the stage again - warts, crushed worms under foot and all the other conflicts that come with it.
Living with a donkey always softens the internal times of questioning.
