"You two wait here! Don’t make a sound or move, unless I whistle for help!"
Dodging Midnight’s hoofs, the big jack snapped like a wolf at the black colt’s throat.
"All right, son! I’m here to help you! I’m a doctor!"
"What the —- ooooh!"
thank you americans for making me want turkey a month after i’ve had my thanksgiving dinner. o A o
(no really — thanks for sticking ‘round at the vintage cowboy.)
(Source: wackystuff, via klappersacks)
Roy Rogers, Range Detective