" I unhooked the partition and pulled it back, revealing the donkey’s shaggy coat and pot belly. She wouldn’t win any beauty pageants, but she looked to be in fairly good health. I clipped up her lead rope and led her to the top of the ramp where she stopped and looked around, swivelling her huge ears like antennae. Skip and Forbes were in the furthest corner of their paddock, staring in horror at the truck and snorting loudly at each other, clearly not impressed with the newest addition to the family. “What "
― Kate Lattey , Seventh Place (Pony Jumpers, #7)