“Oh-my-GOD! Did you see what that fox did?”
“Never saw anything like it!”
“How many fences do you think we jumped?”
“I lost count somewhere after the first twenty.”
“I’m not even tired!”
“I think my horse could go another hour at least.”
“I’m so glad we decided to stay a few more days. Honey, can we put off going home until Friday? Get in one more day of this fabulous sport?”
“I’ll make the arrangements, my love.”
A lavish spread appeared at the tailgate, nothing planned, just a spontaneous potluck outpouring of food and drink.
Thumper noticed Ryman and his Assistant Restorer of the Faith were absent from the spread. He took a stroll among the maze of trucks and trailers to assure they were okay. Coming around the corner of a large gooseneck rig, he saw the dressing room door of R
