The mules we acquire are healthy and sturdy, each with a glossy coat and strong limbs, exuding an air of resilience. Their eyes are bright and alert, a sign that they're well cared for and capable of handling long journeys. I take a moment to approach each one and then I run my hand along their necks and stroke their soft manes. The animals snort contentedly, their warm, earthy scent filling the air.
"Good boys," I murmur, appreciating their calm demeanor. There's a quiet strength about them that reassures me they'll handle the journey with ease.
