Al is a baby calf. He is really cute and fuzzy. His mom didn't want to feed him. He has to be fed with a baby bottle. I liked to feed baby Al. The first time I fed him, he chased me all around the yard. I was so scared that I screamed as loud as I could.
I miss baby Al.
(Indians believed that dogs with two different color of eyes would be good protectors)
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