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| This is a baby, not a salt lick! |
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| Captain Goodbaby moo-ed at the cows, and they stuck their heads through the fence to lick him, to his GREAT delight. |
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| Sometimes we can hear them mooing when the wind comes from the north |
Where Globe-Trotting meets Beach-Combing
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