Maria and I both brush the donkeys at least once a day, but they especially love it when Maria comes their mane. Usually, within minutes of their brushing, we see them rolling in mud and/or manure, which is even better. We have to trim their eyebrows soon, which might be problematic. Lulu loves to rest her head on Fanny’s back while Maria talks to her. We both love the donkeys quite a bit. I never imagined for most of my life that I would get to know and love a donkey. Or two. Life is quite strange sometimes.