Harvey, ND

It was one late winter afternoon when a helpless boy named Cody called for my help with an urgent emergency. The time was 1 pm. I didn’t have much time to help him for Cody had just called me and said that his cow was having a heart attack. I acted as quickly as possible and grabbed my leather jeans, cow hide vest, snakeskin boots, and hopped on my reliable horse, Dixie. We rode into the sunset traveling as fast as possible. But then the unthinkable happened. Dixie was dehydrated. I stroked her warm soft body as fast and as hard as I could. I pulled out my cantina and let her get a drink. She was fine after that. We got back on the road and were traveling. We were about a good quarter of a mile away and then we saw a wild James Metcalfe on the loose and had just escaped from prison. We knew from that point on that our fate was decided. I pulled out my air soft gun and drew at him. But he had already shot. Dixie was lying on the ground. I rushed to her saying “NOOOOO, girl what happened?” “How could he, I’ll get him back girl, and please don’t leave please!” But by then Dixie had already gone. I tackled the wild James and put handcuffs on him. He was lying on the snowy winter floor helplessly. I walked towards Cody’s house limping. As I got to Cody’s house the cow was still having a heart attack. I pulled out my mini surgeon kit and did the job. I had saved the day. And that is my story. Stay tuned for more stories.

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