Baymule
Herd Master
Ringo has pushed me, then throws his head up, eyes squinted, for the slap he knows is coming. He butted me one time. I was shaking the wild persimmon trees for those little nuggets of yummy to fall, and hand picked some just for him. I ran out of ripe persimmons and started walking back to the barn. That made Ringo mad that mean ol' me wouldn't give him any more persimmons so he butted me from behind. That was a first! I chased him, threw a stick at him and yelled a lot. I made him move his feet! RUN RINGO! RUN!