Page 36 of When a Cowboy Falls Hard
She quickened her step. “How about a cowgirl?”
“Long as she doesn’t mind hanging out with three cowpokes.”
“I think I can handle it.” She followed Tex inside the cozy interior lit by a couple of electric lanterns. Monty’s cot was set up on the far side of the stall door, away from the light.
Monty’s gaze fell on Tex’s bear. “Looks like this cowpoke brought a friend along.”
“It’s Smokey. I gots to ask you something.”
“Shoot.”
“Do cowboys sleep with bears?”
“They sure would if they had one like Smokey. He’s a very famous bear.”
Standing behind Tex, Zinnia gave Monty a thumbs up.
He responded with a wink, the sexy devil.
“Auntie Mari gived him to me.”
“Lucky you.”
“Want to hold him?”
“If it’s okay with you.”
Tex lifted him with both hands offering his most cherished treasure. “Here.”
“Thank you.” At only nine inches tall, Smokey looked much smaller in Monty’s grasp. “Hey, there, Smokey. Thank you for warning us to be careful with campfires and matches.”
Tex thrust out his arm, his finger pointed at an unseen audience. “Only you can prevent forest fires!”
“Nice!” Monty nodded in approval. “You and Smokey make a great team.”
“He’s not a cowboy.”
“Not technically, but a forest ranger is a lot like a cowboy. They ride horses into the backcountry.”
“And he gots a hat.”
“Sure does. Hey, sport, I was just in the stall with Speckles and her foal. They’re both pretty chill. I thought you and your mom might like to go in for a few minutes.”
“Can we touch Monty?”
“Maybe. Uncle Graham rounded up a couple of buckets you can sit on. We’ll see if he comes to you. Foals are usually curious so there’s a chance he will, but it’s better if we let him decide.”
“I like that idea.” Zinnia glanced at him. “Did he come to you?”
“He might have, but I didn’t stay long enough to find out.”
“How about you, Uncle Graham? Have you been in?”
“Not yet. Thought you and Tex should be first.”
“That’s very sweet. I’d love to go in. How about you, son?”
“Yes, ma’am!” He hopped in excitement.
