YEAH! that's what I thought - so I just snuck him in the backdoor. lol -
That'll fly - just like the night he brought home the baby pot bellied pig who was cold and shivering. I wrapped him in a towel and put him under the covers on my lap - in my bed. THAT went over BIG. er....I mean THAT went over PIG.
RIP William G. Davidson aka, Sweet Willie; aka Willie the wine-o.
I think you're going to have a bit of a problem 'hiding' a donkey. They are a tad large and make a yeehaw sound every minute or so. Maybe you can pass the sounds off as your husband passing gas (STOP EATING FRIED FOOD!), but not sure about the donkey under the covers. Hon...I've gained a bit a weight lately......just leave me alone.
(Star is secretly spooning the donkey and petting it's head.)
The rodeo starts tomorrow, the parade is on Saturday. I'm sure you could find a donkey here. Tell DF it's a souvenir from California. And don't let it read the paper with him.