Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Dr Doolittle

Mom and I took a long ride, through Ohio’s rich farmland, to Pemberville. We visited her aunt’s grave, which is next to a horse barn.
Mom was determined to get this guy to come to the fence for a visit.

She stomped her foot and snorted a bit, just like him.

Before long, her communication efforts worked.

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