There isn’t anything like seeing a small herd of wild burros walk single file down a residential street. They stop to rest near the holiday decorations in a front yard, the heavily pregnant female burro standing watch over her two yearling females and two other relatives, who drink from the water trickling down the cement gutter.
“The Reche Vista girls,” my friend Dave Rogers says as we drive past them in his beat-up truck en route to the canyons near the community of Sunnymead Ranch, where somewhere between 800 and 1,000 burros—likely more—have become naturalized if endangered citizens of this part of inland Southern California.
For as long
