Because she is three, Sam gave up her pacifiers to the baby cows on our last trip to Blakely. We rode out on the tailgate of Uncle Clay's truck and the cows, thinking they were getting fed, ran right up behind us and followed along rather closely. This was very unsettling to Sam. You can see she gets upset but she's not upset at having to give up her pacifiers but at the proximity of the cows. She hurls them at the cows to get them to go away. She still tells anyone who will give her the time of day that she is three and gave her pacis to the baby cows.
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