She wasn’t hired to be boss. She wasn’t even hired. She was bought.It all started because I decided that our miniature Jerusalem donkey needed a friend. There she was, a tiny thing, standing between two big horses that kept pushing her around — and she took it. Poor Sweet Tea. She’s a doll and so adorable with her black-rimmed eyes and her lumbering walk.Two things to know...
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