101Early the next morning the horse continued his quest to find the mares. They were so close now. He detected their lingering scent everywhere. The little sheep with his short legs struggled to keep pace and fell behind, but the horse didn't slow. He splashed through the shallow current and crossed to the opposite side of the river. He turned right and walked along a faint trail that he had traversed many times in the past.
He was home.
Close by, several young men pulled to a stop at the end of a dirt road and exited a red, crew-cab pickup. Without speaking, they retrieved several rifles and handguns, as well as a number of targets. There were two paper human silhouettes, one of an antlered elk, and a regular circle target with a bright yellow bullseye in the center of several colorful
