Tess Hearts Freyja...
Freyja, well, she could care less.
Just after all this sweetness on Tess's part, moving in closer and closer to graze together, Freyja turned tail, squealed and gave a half-hearted kick in the donkey's direction. Right.
Freyja and I had a lovely wander in the woods with the donkey's person (who rode her horse, just to be clear! She told me that Tess was older than she was -- not often that happens I bet.) On our ride there was dappled sun, and lots of new birds singing in the trees. Could not have asked for a lovelier way to spend the morning.