"Aha, there it is," I stated to the yearling Hereford bull while vigorously scratching the swirl of hair on his back. With a cocked head popping up and down in glorious delight and in rhythm to my scratching, he rolled out his long tapered tongue, making curlicues with it.
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Monday, May 11, 2015
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