I have been dreaming a lot lately, like I always am. My new dreams are of living an existence a lot like Linda Carson over at 7MSN Ranch. I visit the ranch on a daily basis... okay, sometimes multiple times a day if I'm in need of a pick me up. Anywho, back to the day dreaming. It involves, you guessed it, burros! How can you not fall in love with their sweet faces, enviable ears, and adorable antics? I love my little Abbey-doodle, but maybe some day she will have some adopted siblings of the long-eared variety. I am putting the cart before the burro, since my smallish suburban yard with a pool is not an ideal equine habitat. So, the dream of land comes before the dream of burros, chickens, and maybe a pig and a goat for my husband.
Until then, I have all the companionship I need. Here's a snap of Abbey giving her best burro-face (much more attractive than the hideous duck-face that is so popular with the sorority crowd).