I've been getting suspicious emails from myself....HAHA! But, when I hover my cursor over the address, it only just says it's from me but the real email address is some other address, not me at all. So, check to see if the address is even really hers. It may just say "mustangs" in the from area but isn't "mustangs" at all.

I've replied and have turned messaging off again. Be happy to help you however I can.

Yeah, I wish i could see them in person-- the Weitzman is in Philadelphia so I will check them out there the next time I am there. One of my sisters made a face and rolled her eyes when I showed her the one I'd ordered -- but the other sister is more into unusual things. I am considering one for her .. she'd love the heron but I am pretty sure it's a very large one. So many designs to choose from!

Thank you, Flora. It is the pictures I wish I had saved. I could write the stories over almost word for word. I didn't really write them for a book....mostly wrote them for my friends. I originally wrote them on the old Meeting House forum. Altho no one uses the forum aymore and it was moved to FB, I can still access the old Tapatalk forum. I may go find the stories there, altho the pics won't show because they were uploaded for posting on Tinypic. There was a story about a horse named Wizard, some pigeons, some possum stories, a dog that raised a raccoon, the raccoons in general, a raccoon named Ninny, a possum named Woaches, a possum named Pickles, and one named Shirley. Yet to write is Emery's story, Piggy Sue's story...a feral hogs that I raised as a pet ( had her spayed, etc), Bane's story (my literally crazy horse), and probably some more. I also wrote my own life story because that was something we did on that original forum. I really don't have anyone to share my stories with because I have almost no family. One daughter...no grandchildren. No immediate family. It isn't like anyone will remember me after I am gone, and I say that not in a sad way....just matter of fact. Anyway, I have 3 or 4 of the original stories, with pictures because I shared them with sjerin. I wish I hadn't got distracted by something else and shared the rest of them while I could still get to to them.