by saying that I love
and am 
thankful#5: horses 
I do not want to mislead you 
 I am not a cowgirl
 nor do I pretend to be a cowgirl
because
“I am NOT a cowgirl.”
I used to ride..some.
when I was much younger
and the ground was softer
and not so far away from the seat of the saddle
and I was in CRAZY, MAD pursuit of a handsome, skinny cowboy
not that there is anything wrong with being a cowgirl
I simply 
am not.
but
 I am one
of who
 I consider
 the fortunate ones
having married 
and have pledged 
to have and to hold, 
for better, for worse,
for richer, for poorer, 
in sickness and in health,
 until death do us part.

a cowboy.


although when I say to Cowboy Dan 
as Sissy does in the movie Urban Cowboy
“you’re a real cowboy ain’t ye?” ( YES I know that’s “red”) (“red”=redneck)
his perpetual response 
“I’m not a REAL cowboy.”
my rebuttal  
“you’re as close to the REAL deal as anyone I know.”
and he is.
and he
 LOVES HORSES!
HIS FERVOR,
 understanding 
and “way with a horse”
is unmatched
as far as I’m concerned
I would go even as far as to say 
that ANYONE 
who has ever seen Cowboy Dan
work a horse 
(makes me giddy just to think about it)
saddle one

ride one
catch 
trim or
shoe one
would agree 
hands down
He is
 a real Cowboy.
A horseman at heart.
Training and shoeing is how he has made a fine living for the past 15+ years
and though He is aging 
and aches often
he complains little
in times when I’ve asked,
“if you could choose anything else IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD 
other than shoeing horses to make a living what would it be?”
his sincere reply,
“there’s nothing else I’d rather do.”
I believe him.
Early in our courtship (I love that word..”courtship” ..it’s so dreamy)
I asked Cowboy Dan once. 
and only once..
“If you had to choose between me and horses which would you choose???”
his firm response,
“don’t ever ask me to do that.”
and I haven’t.
Cowboy Dan’s 
PASSION 
and loyal devotion 
to the four legged, majestic creatures
is infectious
it
inspires
stirs
and 
invigorates me to  
delight in 
horses
as well
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