I flew in quietly and perched on a horse. I don't think he knew I was there. Earlier in the day, I witnessed a quite a ghastly scene when the crinkling of a plastic bag terrified him. I can't imagine he would be calm, cool and collected knowing he had a hitchhiker on his rump. This spot on his butt is warm from the sun. It's my favorite place to sit still and think.
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