Hello, I am Kula. I eat salmon at sunrise, sprint after squirrel footprints, send it off log drops and roll upside down in the grass with my stuffy, Mr. Beavey.

Apparently I am 10½ years old. Not sure what that means. Mom says biological age is how old your body acts. Yesterday I cleared a four-foot gap jump on our bike ride, so according to my calculations, I am four. Continue Reading…