At the risk of hijacking the thread, this donkey also is doing better than Yeltneb did in Cyprus in the late-sixties.
Now, this is story, which became part of army lore at the time, concerns one of the battalions of the Royal Highland Regiment of Canada which was completing a tour in Cyprus. The unit was being replaced in country by 1 RCR from London. Just prior to the arrival of the advance party some of the Black Watch junior officers purchased an elderly and ill donkey from a local farmer who was about to consign the poor beast to the local equivilent of the glue factory. When the Royals's advance party arrived, great pains were taken to inform them that Yeltneb (the RHC's CO's first name spelled backwards) was a gift from the local community and that particular care should be taken to ensure that the animal remained alive and healthy. Shortly after the rotation was completed, Yeltneb went to whatever reward awaits deceased donkeys, much to the consternation of the new battalion. To add to their discomfort, a couple of locals who had been brought into the joke by the Highlanders, made it a point of calling on the unit to enquire after the donkey's health.
Disclaimer: I have heard several versions of this story over the years, and it has no doubt improved with the telling and re-telling.