I spent the first nineteen years of my life on a farm in South Dakota. Above is what the farm looked like when I was a senior in high school. Here is me with #18's calf. Below is our old house when we were tearing it down. We, unfortunately, sold the farm during the summer of 2000.
Poochy was the best dog in the world, even better than Koosa. Lucy, however, was my buddy and soulmate.