Sometimes you just need a crown of flowers and mini donkeys to get regrounded.
Mankato is my happy place.
Ash bossing Grandpa around with landscaping work.
He carried the flowers (of course) and would look at Dad and say, "Dig".
...and then we went to a magical farm...
In love. So in love. Mini donkeys are a thing.
Couldn't care less about alpacas and mini donkeys... can we do a maternity test on this one?
This one on the other hand, is definitely mine.
...want...to boop...those ears....
George the alpaca whisperer.
So many Ferdinands...
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