We at Fire Mountain Farm certainly don’t coddle our animals, because they are animals, and they have every right to their own identity as animals. However, we do our best to provide a nurturing home for them. Recently we acquired a donkey so loving and so sweet (and so enormous, weighing 300 lbs at only 3 weeks of age) that we had no choice but to name him after the rude, crude, and deficient in stature dictatorial general with a pension for hiding his right hand in his breast. OUR Napolean is quite the opposite, hence the name, and himself has a pension for hiding YOUR hand in his mouth. We’ll call those love bites. -No- We’ll call those extra special Donkey kisses. With such a tender beast on our hands we can’t help but coddle him just a little bit. He even kisses our puppy, as you can see. And our ears. And sometimes if you’re not careful when you’re walking away from him, you never know what he’s going to kiss. Napoleon, an ass though he may be, is also a strategic actor on our farm, protecting the sheep from dogs and eventually packing our heavy loads of coffee and macadamia nuts from field to plant. We feel lucky to have him.