Meet the horse who was abandoned by cowboys

Paula Cole once asked "Where have all the cowboys gone?". Her town obviously lacked a cowboy society. I met some cowboys in SL yesterday. There were real (SL) cowboys too! When I say cowboy i mean cowboy on a horse (not me!), not the cowboy term of being a job botcher.

The cowboys carried guns, which i believe is banned in many SL places. I went to the roughest looking nightclub in the (second) world and even they wouldn't allow weapons. Still, the responsible cowboys were behaving with their guns.

Suddenly, the Indians must have attacked their saloon because they all vanished and I was left dancing alone. Dancing alone is one of the most horrible social sensations in the world. It's like a vote of no confidence by the people who've been around you. Do I carry on dancing? Of course I do! Its the stiff-upper-lip that hits in and thinks "Sod 'em! I SHALL continue dancing without them". Good on me too. If all the solo-dancers continued to boogie, then they'd be fewer lonely people in the world (first and second).

That was a boring story... here's some photos of me dancing alone - not in the cowboys place though, these were taken on another occasion. I wasn't quite alone, but campers don't count.

...the cat doesn't count either. I'm unsure as to whether my top scared them off (my pants had a similar decoration at the back). I would love to meet the gentleman who donated the hands as they're huge!