He was only two years old last summer, and was attached to mommy. He would cry when I tried to leave him with someone else, then Papa would yell at him for whining and crying, then he just clung to me all that much more.
The ranch is a tough place for a little guy. Those mooing cows seemed so big and so loud to him last summer, but this summer, he was in charge of the feed truck operations (or so he thought), so he had no fear! He and Papa had a great time. He always had the biggest smile on his face when he was riding in the feed truck with Papa!
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