Turkeys.
Llamas.
Sheep.
Big red dog.
Mountains.
Geese.
Bummer lambs.
Barns.
Stink.
Fresh air.
Hard work.
Cowboys.
Small town.
Country living.
Country playing.
Country girls.
Its hard not to be true to that which you've been raised with.
Thank you, Molly, for showing me your home, your upbringing. Your down-home, true grit, real spirit. Your Heart.
You've got grit, girl. And I love you!
Can we come next Spring, pretty please?!
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