Dear Ella Mae:

Bye, Ella Mae!

Dear Ella Mae:

I am worrying far too much about you, Sweetie. I know you really really didn’t want to go anywhere yesterday, but really, despite all of your drama queen ways, loading you was pretty darn easy. When we got to Walpole to Great Brook Farm, you even unloaded and led fairly well, considering the miles and miles of frost heaves we’d gone through.

I worry about you. Please don’t jump any fences over there and you better be on your best behavior. I hope you like the bull, and I hope they spoil you rotten like we do, and treat you like the scared baby that you are.

Please settle! I want a baby girl, please.



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