My parents had a zebra when I was in my teens. Northern California but born on a zebra farm in Texas.
I never got within 10 feet of that jumped up donkey, but got to be woken up by its braying every single morning. Only my dad was able to interact with it. I think it was traumatized by the 33 hour trip from Texas to us, but you never know.
My parents had a zebra when I was in my teens. Northern California but born on a zebra farm in Texas.
I never got within 10 feet of that jumped up donkey, but got to be woken up by its braying every single morning. Only my dad was able to interact with it. I think it was traumatized by the 33 hour trip from Texas to us, but you never know.