As I was taking a stroll down memory lane of all of my post about Cowboy, I came across this one and thought I would share it again.  It is my absolute favorite one (so far) and pretty much explains how much of a talker Cowboy is...or not. A Rodeo Queen, A Cowgirl & A Horse As I’ve mentioned before, Cowboy & I live in Pidcoke, Texas (population…small).   We named our little piece of ... Read the Post

On one of our many trips to watch Boy Wonder compete in college, Cowboy decided that we would drive there instead of flying.  Let me just say that I greatly dislike driving OR riding for more than 4 hours.  I'll "check" my cheetah print suitcase at the "check baggage" stand A.N.Y.D.A.Y!  Just put me on a plane thank you very much.  My thinking is that the faster I get where I'm going, the faster I ... Read the Post

I know this comes as no surprise, but I could be a roaming gypsy.  I could travel by air, sea and train.  Cowboy...not so much!   On second thought, scratch train off that list because my last adventure that included a Cowboy and an Amtrak was a complete disaster from the get go! And if I'm being totally honest, it would be my version of hell in a poop-lined basket!  Never, EVER again! But that's ... Read the Post