Tuesday, December 11, 2018

The Wonky Donkey

What can you say about such a beguiling and complex hero? 

He's a donkey of few words (Hee Haw) but he manages to convey so much meaning. 

He's lanky and good-looking, but secure enough in himself to appear to others as a bit stinky-dinky. 

He's also in touch with his emotions: when he hasn't had his morning coffee he's cranky and if he feels like getting up to mischief by eating someone's tantalizing patched undershorts, well, he's only equine, right? Just sync up some country music for him (I'd like to think traditional country rather than modern, but that's just me) and he'll be as fine as a honky-tonk on a Saturday night.  

The injuries to his leg and eye (which are never fully explained, adding to his mystique) add rather than detract from his appeal. Furthermore, his grit in continuing down that road each day give him the rough-hewn and larger-than-life stature of a John Wayne or a Clint Eastwood. 

Once encountered on the page, Donkey is unforgettable and belongs in the literary pantheon alongside Mr. Darcy and Heathcliff.

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