I was a travelin man today! We started the day at this place called Hovenweep. I guess it was where my Anasazi baby ancestors lived. Dad let me ride on his shoulders on the rough parts of the trail. We worked out a very complex system of communication so I could tell Dad what I wanted. If I wanted to turn left, I pulled his hair. If I wanted to turn right, I pulled his hair. If i wanted to go faster, i pulled his hair. But if I wanted to stop, I spit up on his head. Dad sure is a quick learner!
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