Mom and I went on a picnic in the Park for her birthday last Saturday.
A good time was had by all.
The Park is brindle-brown and beautiful.
I even picked up a tick ... but Mom did not.
It was a BUFFALO TICK which, as all of you know, causes its victims to grow compressed keratin horns.
Mom insisted I have them removed the next morning by Doc Nelson.
Love,
Dad
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