"Whoa, Maudeen!" shouted Jesse while plowing the back 40...but the mule just didn't want to stop. The old ridge runner raised his voice much louder, "Now, you listen to me and hold yer horses!" Maudeen stopped in her tracks.
"I won't be long now Maudeen. I just wanted to wipe this sweat up. It's running like a river from my forehead to my eyes and I can't even see." Maudeen brayed loudly while she turned her neck to look back at him.
"Now you listen here girl. Don't ya go looking at me like ya want to fight 'er somethin'. You know I didn't mean nothin' by it when I said horses."
He then sighed and looked at the walkie talkie clipped to his overalls. "I just hope today doesn't bring anymore bad news. We could use us some good luck fer a change."