Adorable Wild Baby Burro Part 2
I hope you guys can handle more cute burro photos, because I have more to share with you. The cuteness of this little one, is just more than I can stand. So, today we have, Adorable Wild Baby Burro Part 2.
I have named him/her Burrito. If you know the Spanish language, adding an “ito” for the male, or “ita” for the female to the end of a word makes it mean small, or little. So burrito, means little burro.
Last week we went hiking to find the little family again. We found them fairly easy, because the dad made it quite clear he knew we were there. This time, they were up on a hill and Al went one way, while I went another. This enabled us both to get photos, and they didn’t quite know which way to go. They were a little bit more relaxed towards us, well, the mom wasn’t really. I have to say, this is some of the hardest photography conditions I’ve dealt with. The burros are almost the same color as the rocks, and even though it isn’t hot, by mid morning there are heat waves coming off the rocks that really mess up the focus on a long range shot.
But, Ohhhhh, the cuteness!!!
Fuzzy Wuzzy, is incredibly cute too.
Dad was hanging close to Fuzzy Wuzzy. She has a wound on one of her back legs. She doesn’t limp, but doesn’t walk super fast either. Although, most of the burros don’t move real fast. Anyway, dad stayed back with her while mom ran off with Burrito.
He let us know his feeling on the whole stalking photographer thing.
Checking us out.
Monday, we left early so the light would be better, and hiked all over without seeing a thing. Yesterday, the morning was slightly cloudy and the light was perfect. I went on my own to find the family. I was lucky, and found them this time.
Burrito having a bit of breakfast.
They were a bit skittish again, and climbed out onto a hill. I was far away, and had no hope of getting very close. But at least the light was better, and I wasn’t dealing with weird heat waves from the rocks.
I thought I was going to have an episode of “Mutual of Omahas Wild Kingdom” in front of me though. (bonus points if you remember that show) A coyote was fast approaching the little family.
He walked right past the mom and baby, and moved on up the hill. I would imagine a burro could give them quite a kick, which I’m sure they know. Plus, the coyotes aren’t very big in the desert.
I was way happier with my photos.
My lovely photo session was cut short though, when some 4 wheelers started going up another road. They weren’t even close, but the burros still started running away, up and over another hill. Apparently they don’t like them.
But, I’m happy I got some good photos to put on my website to sell, and at the art shows this year. Everyone loves the little burro! We are leaving here in a few days, so I probably, maybe, won’t go out to find these guys again. (we’ll see)