Cowboy Hat Comments

Cowboy hat, checkered shirt, bandana to match, wrapped around his neck, two guns hung low on his hips, no smile on his lips. Deadly serious he mounts his sawn wood horse; mysterious Bad Lands lay ahead. Stagecoach robbers could be hiding behind the couch or chair, he dismounts with care.

Guns drawn he crawls toward them with stark stare who knows what might be there. Sounds come from a different direction, making a swift correction he heads for the sound, he is bound by Cowboy oath not to be scared no matter what is there.
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