Status: "Endangered."
Illegal to harass, kill,
collect or possess.
Ain't I a handsome one !! *wink* And if you would like to hear
how I sound when I get excited, just click on my
buzzzzer
and give it a moment... *wink*.
Hmmm...I forgot that you might hear the music, you can turn that off by
going to the bottom of the page and clicking on that thing that looks
like a tape recorder. Then try my buzzer again *grins*
In human form I am definitely male and a cowboy at heart, and you will
seldom find me without my hat. Well, I take it off when I'm with my love,
at least most of the time *grins*.
Now, what is a cowboy...
Between the security of childhood and the insecurity of a second childhood,
we find that fascinating group of humanity called "Cowboys".
They come in assorted hat sizes, weights, and stages of sobriety.
They can be found in cities, towns, the wilderness, bars,
jails, on the road and always in debt.
A Cowboy is laziness with a deck of cards,
bravery with a pair of spurs, energy on the dance floor,
a Legend of the "Old West" with a copy of Playboy,
and seldom without a case of beer or a fifth of whiskey.
He has the get-up and go of a turtle, the slyness of a fox,
the brains of a dreamer, the stories of a sea captain, the sincerity of a liar,
the aspirations of a "Casanova", and when he wants something ,
it's usually connected with horses and women.
Some of his likes: Women, beer, whiskey, broncs, bulls, rodeos,
dances, more women, the smell of saddle leather.
Some of his dislikes: His Boss, Officers of the Law, and being told to take his
hat off.
No one else can cram into one pocket a little black book, a photo of his girl,
a package of Redman , and whats left of last week's paycheck.
He likes to spend his money on girls, some on poker, a lot on beer, some
on shooting pool, and the rest on foolishness.
A Cowboy is a majestic creature.
You can scratch him out of your phonebook,
but not out of your heart.
You may want to give up on that bleary-eyed, good for nothing, long way from
home lover boy,
But all your dreams become insignificant when a Cowboy knocks at your door,
looks at you with those blood shot eyes and says ...Hello Darlin'.
Things I like? uuhhmmm...let me think...
First of all there is my love Ceri, aka
Ceridwen the Black (just click on her name to see her homepage *S*),
and this is a picture of
my beautiful Lady who is also Mistress of mighty dragons *ss*.
Second there is Ceri. Oops, I already said that, didn't I? *chuckle*. Well,
I might as well show you
a picture of Ceri and me when I'm about to kiss her...
Some of the things I like is working with livestock, horseback riding and
hunting. Sex? *grins* yeah, that too, every cowboy does..and snakes do it
too *wink*
One of the things I don't like is stress. But I found a wonderful way how
to deal with it and I gladly share it with you.
Picture yourself near a stream
Birds are chirping in the crisp, cool mountain air
Nothing can bother you here.
No one knows of this secret place
you are in total seclusion from the place called THE WORLD
The soothing sound of a gentle waterfall fills the air,
with a cascade of serenity
the water is so clear that you can easily
make out the face of the person
Whose head you are holding under the water ---
There now... Feeling better? If not....
Buzzzzing my tail and showing my forked tongue *grinning*
Between the security of childhood and the insecurity of a second childhood,
we find that fascinating group of humanity called "Cowboys".
They come in assorted hat sizes, weights, and stages of sobriety.
They can be found in cities, towns, the wilderness, bars,
jails, on the road and always in debt. 
