Sunday, March 14, 2010

"Sancho ran to his Dapple, and, embracing him, said: 'How hast thou done, my dearest Dapple, delight of my eyes, my sweet companion!'

Then he kissed and caressed him as if he had been a human creature. The ass held his peace and suffered himself to be thus kissed and caressed by Sancho, without answering him one word."

I, Fenway Bartholomule, understand, Dapple. Sometimes you just have to stand and take your kisses.

text by Miguel de Cervantes

art by Honore Daumier


  1. Fen tell you Mom that Seattle Opera is doing Don Quixote next season.

    I think that would be a very nice gife to give to farm Mom and Dad, an overnight in town with dinner and a show. She can then tell you all about it and perhaps teach you an aria or two.

    You know those dimes you are putting out??? get to work.

  2. This is a very, very exciting idea! I will tell FarmWife. I would like nothing better than to go to the Opera myself, but even the box seats strike me as lacking in capacity. Sending a reconnaissance agent is a smashing suggestion.

  3. Kind of off topic Fenway dear, but by chance have you been following this strange argument about whether or not long ears should be allowed to compete with short ears? You have many advocates thankfully but it seems to me that people are a tad intimidated by your kind's charisma!

  4. Dear Nicki Doyle,
    Thank you for bringing this aggregious offense to my attention. If you care to forward my response to the concerned parties, please do so. I'm sure the new rules, as outlined in my post above, will ensure that shows are no fun for anyone at all. The donkey shall, therefore, not mind missing them after all.


Thanks in Advance for Your Mulish Opinion!