Wednesday, October 22, 2014

A is for Alan, A is for Amazing

The days are getting noticably shorter, and muzzle-off time gets a few minutes earlier each evening.
When I went out Monday night to find the herd, I heard them before I saw them.
Alan's bray wasn't its usual "take my muzzle off right now" bellow; it had a "help me" edge to it. 

It takes me awhile to switch to video mode on my big camera
so I only caught a few unfocused seconds, but you'll hear what I mean:


Uh-oh. There's a stick up my ass.

Me: Alan...Alan...Alan. What am I going to do with you?

Alan: Aren't I amazing?