One of the new American soldiers sent to do that wasn't as smart as he thought, and the old Americans taught him a lesson.
But ultimately there were too many new Americans, and the old Americans were pushed out of the way.
We drove through the land where this happened and saw some horses. Can you see the foal with its Mommy?
Here is a nice pinto (that means its coat is spotted brown/white/black)
When we came back, it was 1:30, which must be nap time for foals:
We got back to the campground and it was over 100 degrees. What's a Tigger to do? Head for the pool!
Notice how I'm still working on my Spanish in case Nana and Poppa invite me on their Peru trip in September? I think they'll fall for it.
Tomorrow we're off to see something called Mt. Rushmore.
Posted from Nana's iPad
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