Just a few miles away from the cabin, Andrew and Britt (riding together in Britt's truck behind Dannielle and I) spotted four burros about 500 yards away. They radioed us and we all stopped to see them. Immediately the lead male donkey (not sure what you call him) ran toward us, charging and hee-hawing up a storm. He stopped about 200 yards from us and continued fussing ever so nosily. After he stopped we thought we would walk toward him a little to get some better pictures. For a little bit he walked towards us as we walked towards him. We all stopped about 100 yards from each other and just starred curiously for a while.