“He thought he was hot stuff as a horse breaker,” whistled Tex. He watched, leaning against the paddock fence, as Mulligan ran for his life, his galloping pursuers rapidly gaining.

“I know he needed to be taken down a notch,” said Bud. “But don’t you think this is a bit much?”

Tex shrugged. “He needed to learn how to deal with centaurs sooner or later.”

“Oy! You!,” cried the lead centaur pursuing Mulligan. “Get back ‘ere so we can finish beatin’ some sense int ya!”

  • Like what you see? Purchase a print or ebook version!
Advertisements