WILD HORSES OF THE WEST: HISTORY AND POLITICS OF AMERICA’S MUSTANGS
by J. Edward de Steiguer
Institute of the environment
University of Arizona Press
Susan Yarina- Excerpt: from BEST MAN FOR THE JOB
Clay Carter and Lee Ann Waters were both hired on trial. The ranch owner would decide at the end of a month who’d earned the position of foreman. Clay beleived in training horses the old cowboy way and Lee Ann used all the newest techniques…even a thing she called “imprinting.” Hell, a ranch was no place for that. He’d show her.
Lee Ann sat that palomino real well as she moved into a mass of cactus that must be what Charlie’d referred to as “a cholla forest”. The little filly Clay rode began to balk and back up. He was having none of it. He gigged her with the spurs and the next thing he knew she whirled, leaped into the air in a bid for freedom. She came down hard in a jackhammer buck that caught him off center, then she whirled again.
In a startling moment of clarity he had an “out of body” experience and saw himself flung high and about to land astride a huge viscious looking cactus. His world exploded into a seething mass of pain as needles embedded thmselves deep into spots a man never wanted hurt in any way. Then he hit the ground with a sickening thud and realized that for the most part he was stuck to it and pinned together by thousands of needles surely made in hell. He fought to reman concious and just when he thought he was losing it, an angel on a golden hourse hovered into view, but spoke with that little hellcat Lew Ann Water’s voice. “Don’t you know you can’t force a thousand pound animal to do what you want?”
Susan Yarina, Author
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