…join in with the general enthusiasm for donkeys. There are some excellent donkey blogs around, a fact of which I was ignorant before I discovered social media. Brother Lapin, for example, produces some outstanding film of donkey football. And a nice lady is conducting a donkey pilgrimage around Wales. UPDATE: Brother Lapin has kindly recommended a good read: The Wisdom of Donkeys. And, of course, for dancing, there is the immortal Cajun classic: Heehaw Breakdown.
Here is Honoré Daumier. Don Quixote and Sancho Panza in the Mountains.
The essential donkey poem, of course:
When fishes flew and forests walked
And figs grew upon thorn,
Some moment when the moon was blood
Then surely I was born;
With monstrous head and sickening cry
And ears like errant wings,
The devil’s walking parody
On all four-footed things.
The tattered outlaw of the earth,
Of ancient crooked will;
Starve, scourge, deride me: I am dumb,
I keep my secret still.
Fools! For I also had my hour;
One far fierce hour and sweet:
There was a shout about my ears,
And palms before my feet.