The sun shone down on the town of Valentine. Dogs barked, children laughed and sheep let out loud Baaa's! A horse's clop of hooves could be heard as she walked through the mud and dirt, heading towards the stockyard. "Okay, Arthur, were here." The man leaned behind him and rubbed the fur of a Buck like a dog. The animal gently kicked his hind leg against the cowboy's. Quiet, John! Your gonna blow my cover! Arthur thought. He was strapped onto the back of John's horse, acting like he'd been recently killed. The clop of John's horse, Rachel, and the bounce that she gave when she walked or trotted was just enough to make Arthur lose his lunch. Ugh... now I know what a half dead animal feels like. Yup, I shouldn't have ate those cabbages before we left! The buck felt bile rising in his throat and leaned his head a little ways down before he let er rip. John covered his nose, "Ugh! Arthur, that's disgusting!" he said, trying not to focus on what his brother had done. Arthur raised his head up a little and opened his mouth, trying to let the gentle breeze air out the bile taste on his tongue. The two arrived at the Stockyard and a man with a light brown hat, white shirt and blue jeans approached John as he got off Rachel. "Well howdy there. Come to see our new horses? We got some fine ones this time of year."
"No thanks, Mr. I'm here for the cow feed I ordered a few weeks back, I sent you a telegram?"
"Oh yeah, I remember! Hey, Carlos," the man turned to another raking hay in the sheep pen, "go get the cow feed that Mr Marston ordered." Carlos did as he was told. The man in the tan hat looked at Arthur playing dead on the back of John's horse. "I see you got some dead weight with you," he said, pointing at the buck. "Oh yeah, dead weight indeed," John replied. Arthur set his jaw, I heard that!
After John got the feed, he and Arthur headed home. The buck jumped down from Rachel and rammed his brother with his 3 point antlers. Dead weight? DEAD WEIGHT?! You son of a-
"Ow! Hey easy, Art! I had to play along!" John said in his defense. The stag playfully rolled his eyes and continued walking with his brother twords Strawberry.