This is my "little sister" and "niece." The little girl is my buddy most of the time. As much as a two year old can get along with somebody, anyway.

When I take her for walks to see what's going on in our street no one can ever figure out who's kid she is. Sometimes they think she's mine.

I take her to see the houses that pull the horse carts. There are always carts parked at the end of the street to give people a lift home from the mall. And my little buddy "talks" to them when the horses "talk" to her. They wave their heads at each other to say "hello."