More cousin stories.
We had an old mule, Jack on the ranch. We would round him up in the corral and get a harness and all 5 of us would ride the mule. I usually sat by his neck and pulled his ears in the direction we wanted to go….I guess you would call that ear reining. When he got tired of us he would trot over to the corral fence and wipe us off his back and then wait patiently while we put him back in the corral. What fun growing up!
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