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fence.”

I helped Kaylynn get her shoes on

while Hannah bundled up our one-

year-old daughter, Caroline, whom

we called Linny. I grabbed a handful

of apples, we loaded into our pickup,

and we were on our way.

As soon as we arrived at the

pasture, Cashmere thundered his way

over to the gate by where we parked.

Hannah looked up at him through the

pickup window and gasped. “My

heavens! He’s huge!”

As I got out of the pickup, she

called after me. “You aren’t going to

get near him, are you?”

“It’s okay. Watch.”

I walked up to the gate, and he

reached his nose toward me. I rubbed

his nose. He could smell the apples,

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