For the past few days we’ve been letting the donkeys into the dog run, which surrounds my studio, to graze. They seem to love it. But just a few minutes ago I head this loud chomping sound coming from the back of my studio. I knew what it was even before I ran out and saw Lulu eating the wood on the corner of my studio. I spread out my arms and told them in a loud voice that there was no way they were going to eat my studio. They ran out of the dog run back to their pasture. I don’t think I’ll invite them back tomorrow.