
Now that Slim Jim Watkins has a ranch of his own, he should be pretty happy. Yet, since he works the ranch all by his lonesome, he can't share his thoughts with anybody, except for his horse, Bonecrusher. That's not too bad. Slim Jim might even say to himself, "Shoot, I can do that "
He knows there's trouble, though, when he hears the cattle talking
He reckons he better round himself up a pardner, before he goes completely "loco." The only trouble is, where is he going to find someone, when his ranch is in the middle of nowhere?
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