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On the drive to and from the cabin into town when we were in Boone last week, there were a bunch of farms that had baby animals and miniature animals, so I got fixated on all of the baby creatures I wanted. I recited them over and over (and over and over and over), adding more and more of them each time, to my poor husband. It’s possible he thinks I’ve lost my mind. It’s possible I think I’ve lost my mind. Anyway, this is what he had to listen to every hour or so for several days: