A long time ago, in a town that's probably changed a lot since I've last seen it, there used to be nothing but a couple of farms and ranches. Big, open spaces, long miles between the different families, that sort of thing.

One of the ranches used to specialize in raising horses.

I think I used to work there-- I don't know for certain. I remember watching them, and admiring them. They can be rather fearsome beasts, when they want to be.

Anyway, there was this chestnut horse, and I think it used to run up and greet people who wandered by.