He decided to look at the donkeys. Walking over to their pen, he saw them grazing about, some sleeping, some getting pet, and of course the quite... lively jack he saw earlier, braying quite loudly. He chuckled a bit at the last one. The pen was blocked off with a sturdy and thick wooden fence, though no electric shock wire, the ground was covered in green grass, a small barn house where they could take shelter in case of rain and which seemingly also had automatic heating or cooling, and of course a big trough for water and one empty trough that was most likely for the feed.
He looked around to see if he could do anything besides petting them. His eyes landed on a small feeding station where you could pick a cup, crank the handle on the machine, and some feed would fall out with which you could feed the donkeys. He looked inside the glass casing of the feed, it seemingly consisted of hay and straw, as well as a little bit of carrot and apple slices. All fresh and natural ingedients it seems. A sign read "Please keep in mind to not feed the donkeys too much, they get daily exercise by helping out lugging stuff about, but they need a healthy diet"
He looks at the donkeys, he had no prior experience feeding them, or any animal for that matter. He takes a cup and cranks the handle, some feed falls out and into the cup. He enters the pen carefully, making sure not to startle the donkeys, before deciding to approach one which was just lazing about. He didn't quite know what to do next and thought out his options, and came to the conclusion he should probably...