hope ya'll don't mind me ramblin on today (I just get ill, cough-cough, watching the NEWS lately), but I meant to put in the part that I bolded here in my original post. I know anyone who has ever lived in Pennsylvania might get a chuckle.
...... As he was putting on the cuffs, my horse kicked him in the head and knocked him out cold (the Ranger should have worn a helmet). I mounted back up on my 17 hand giraffe by standing on top of the Ranger, as if he were a log, whistled to my "loose" dog to come join us, galloped off in the woods past the sign that read, "Hunters Only; No Horses Allowed Ever, by order of the You have a friend in Pennsylvania Tourist Association," never to be seen again.
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