Ron and I split away from Charlie, and Charlie went in the other direction.

"Is he gonna be okay by himself?"
I asked as we trotted down the tree line.

"Yeah. He'll be fine. If he needs help, he'll probably call me on my phone."

"Ok."
I said.

We cantered off.
We galloped through the woods, and the horses raced over fallen trees.

A couple minutes later, Charlie had called Ronnie.

"Hello?"
Ron answered.

"Hey, guess who I found?"
Charlie asked.

"Hidalgo."

"Yup. Grazing in an open field."

"Ok. I'm so glad he's back! Let's meet up at the end of the trails,
And Ripper and I can help you."
Ron said.

"Ok, see you then. Bye Ron."
Charlie said.

"Bye Char."

Ron and I galloped back to the ranch, untacked while we waited for Charlie to return.

He finally did.
Hidalgo got a firm talking to.

I put him back, and greeted Louie, and Junior.

Ron and Charlie decided to bathe Our three horses we had out.

While they were doing that, Charlie had me carefully bring the rest of the horses in from down back after we cleaned the stalls.

We polished saddles, and bridles, feed the horses, and closed the barn doors.
Only after saying good night to all the horses.🏴