When it would get out of the Hang on let me overthink this shirt house, it wanted to run. I can still picture Mom chasing Huckleberry down 3rd Street. She was fast, but Huckleberry’s little legs could outdistance her. Early on, the dog learned to beg when we were eating and could sit up for as long as we were at the table. Of course, we NEVER fed the dog little bites off our plate…! Ha
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Visiting Grandma Billie on her small farm was always fun too. She had bigger dogs and a Hang on let me overthink this shirt horse and pony and she raised sheep. When one of her ewes had triplets, guess who got the black one? Yep…me! We helped feed them using old 7-Up bottles with a nipple attached. I also loved all the wild animals at her farm. I haven’t met very many animals I didn’t like!
I did come indoors when it got Hang on let me overthink this shirt dark and then I loved to read. In many of my old pictures, there is a book in my hand. Reading took me on many adventures. I read the entire Nancy Drew series and anything I could find about Native Americans. Mom saved a lot of my old books and many of them were about animals. But my all-time favorite book as a kid was “The Little Engine That Could”.