There had been a seven-year drought in this region of San Juan de la Costa in Baja, Mexico. This baby burra (donkey) I am carrying was so extremely stubborn that I found it easier to carry her than to try and drag her to the only water tub around, which consisted of a hacksawed 50 gallon diesel drum that I regularly filled for the animals from a brackish well. Beginning at age 13 I was in charge of all my father's horses, mules and burros. (I never had formal schooling. I worried about that later when my father packed me off to begin college in England with a fake high school diploma... it was a tough road, lol!) Anyway, back to the old photo, this was taken a year fefore my last post. One of the challenges with two of the burros/donkeys was that the silly things were scared of their reflections in still water. This youngster was one of those animals. My theory was that they were so used to drinking out of muddy cowholes with yellow/brown, scummy stagnant water in them that they didn't generally see their reflections very clearly, if at all. Water in the diesel drum on the other hand was like a clear mirror, and the creatures imagined their reflection to be another burro... I suppose. I never could come up with a better explanation!