Today I got to the ranch at 7am. I got Calico saddled and we went for a walk through the neighborhood. She was pretty upset about leaving Beau and cried and screamed for him for the first twenty minutes or so. I told her to forget about him, she's got me now. That race-track loser's goin' nowhere, I told her. We have lots of great adventures ahead. Why, there's the High Desert Classic in October, the Death Valley Encounter in December, the Land of the Sun in January. We haven't even started planning next year, but I'd like to get back to Washoe Valley. Anyway, she finally started to relax and enjoy our walk together; we even jogged a little. I've got a fever and the only prescription is more Calico.
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