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No fair. If I said "I want the eyeball back or I'm outta here." Bet'cha the eyeball wouldn't be restored. Bama always gets his way. Mom must have liked him best.
 
No fair. If I said "I want the eyeball back or I'm outta here." Bet'cha the eyeball wouldn't be restored. Bama always gets his way. Mom must have liked him best.
Diva, diva, diva. Are we going through a second chickhood here? Or maybe it's more than two?

I thought this was The Old Folks Home, not Romper Room.
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Bunny, The eye did bother me, felt like I was at the optometrist getting drops in the eyes . No just wanted Hennible to put up a little resistance first.
 
Twenty five years ago, I hired a man with a draft team to log some property I have. It was a bay Perch and a Black draft mule. I have had horses all my life but never working drafts. I was fascinated. Some of the tree trunks were chest high when laying on the ground and had to be pulled up hill. Once it was hitched, the man told them to take it. The horse would start pulling as hard as it could, front legs splayed to the sides and digging into the soil. The horse's chest would be nearly on the ground and it was sweating profusely. The mule, harnessed next to the horse, waited to see if the horse could move it alone. Once he saw that the horse needed help, he would pull just enough to get the log moving. That poor horse worked it's fanny off all day and the mule never broke a sweat.

Mules are incredibly intelligent..... Usually people dont hitch them together with a horse... For that difference in work ethic. A Mule would work as hard as a horse meaning get the job done as well... and would suffer less because they "finesse" the work. Its that Hybrid vigor. Mule people are just as different too.

My last roommate was nicknamed Wild Mule Mary because she rode mules only...

deb
 

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