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[Delmonico]

As the last "thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, noises of the hellycopter fade out in the distance, the yaller dog slips in ta the ranch site, he heads ta the dugout.  When he gets there he places Delmonico's saddlehorn cellular phone back in the saddle bag.  

A doggy smile comes to his face, he wags his tail.  As evening comes he heads over ta Slim's soogun, aranges the blankets to his desire, turns aroun three times and settles down.

[Silver Creek Slim]

Now, wait a blasted minute! The US Forest Service was established in 1905. This is the 1870's.

[Delmonico]

USFWS stand for United States Fish and Wildlife Service.  And this is a Cyber-Western so anything could happen.  No don't cause any trouble for them Slim, USFWS don't have no sense of humor bout folks tha viiiooolllate "The Endanged Species Act" and since ya only dug up one plant it won't cost ya more tha maybe $100,000 fine and 10 years in Federal prison.   Have a nice 3 day weekend.
 

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[Silver Creek Slim]

Why would the United States Fish and Wildlife Service be concerned about a plant. The name implys it is concerned with animals.

[Russ T Chambers]

Did someone mention wildlife?

[Brazos Bucky Smith]

  Tarnation!   Slims gonna slip away from them Rebenours anyways, he's got a shoot to go too!   AND, they did not mean that kinda wildlife !!!!

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[Delmonico]

Sorry Slim, the USFWS is charged with enforcin' "The Endangered Species Act."  This time Google has failed you, the clue was when it was growin' in the blowout.

[Delmonico]

As it gets dark Smin is still headin' somewhere in the black hellycopter, at first Slim figgered he'd be taken tha the Federal District Court House in Lincoln.   But instead a south-east the black hellycopter heads west.  Just at dark Slim realizes he is over Nevady, suddenly from wathin' The History Channel he realizes in the gaterin' dusk they are over Nellis Air Force Base.    Then he realizes, the black hellycopter is takin' him ta the infamous AREA 51.

We must leave Slim now, what ever happens now is "TOP SECRET"   Will Slim escape, will he make it ta Mississippi Fandango?  We may never know what happens ta Slim.  We must wait now till Monday and see if Slim is able ta log in.

[Delmonico]

It's a quiet morning on the yet unnamed ranch.  Delmonico gets up and fixes himself breakfast, the crew has also taken the weekend off.  The only one around is Delmonico and the yaller dog. 

Decidin' ta check his voice mail Delmonico gets his saddle horn cellular out and wonders why there are teeth marks on it.

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

The yellow dog is carefully looking the other way and appearing to be extremely innocent.

[Delmonico]

Suddenly a idea comes ta Delmonico, "We'll name it "The Ranch With No Name" ta honor all the Eyetallion Westerns.  We'll get some small, nasty lookin' seegars fer Slim ta' smoke.  And best of all we'll teach him ta squint like Clint." 

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

"Oh, I dunno," pipes in the frumpy fairy godmother, "since you and Slim are living the 'Paint Your Wagon' life, how about No Name Ranch? You could still get the stinky cigars and teach Slim to squint like Clint, since Clint was in that one, too."

[Delmonico]

Ok, sounds fine, but if'n Slim says, "go ahead punk, make my day," would ya whup on him with that fancy sticak ya tote around.

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

A slow, wicked smile forms. "I'd be glad to, and once I figure out how to work my digital camera, I'll post a pic of the stick."

[Delmonico]

I's good with Tecccnical  stuff,   just point da lens thingy at what ya want.  Push da button and then hook dat string thing up, one end ta the cooommpoootor tha udder end ta tha camera thingy.   Push some keys, click the mouse clicker a couple a times and it will go all over the word.

I wonder if the ghost of Solomon Butcher could help.  He made so many a thes' photygraphs I've put da links ta.

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

Well, I didn't play with it today. I went on a quest to find a dutch oven. Wandered all over the countryside, I did. I was surprised at how many of the antique folks didn't know what a dutch oven was. A couple of them tried to pawn a regular pot with a dome lid off on me. One man had one but the lid was cracked with holes in it. Another lady had one, but the lid was soldered to fix where it had caved in at some time. She tried to tell me it was just normal gunk that accumulates in cast iron, until I showed her the cracks and where it had been mashed. She wanted $95 for that one. I don't want to cook anything in a pot that might have lead solder in it.

So I got doodlysquat for an oven today.

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

Well, thanks to a quick education from that ebay place, I have to say "Oops!" Turns out those pots with the dome lids are also dutch ovens, but what I am looking for is a "camping dutch oven." Turns out that I already have a Wagner chicken fryer, a dutch oven with the hanger and no marks, and an odd pot that has spouts on both sides. The lid for that one also has a handle, is deep, and has matching spouts on both sides. I don't know what it is!

[Delmonico]

Delmonico hopes the Uncletique dealers didn't steal the fairy Godmothers wand, so Delmonico sent her a PM. 

Back on tha ranch Delmonico realizes that he might have went to far this time.  If Slim don't return from Area 51, Delmonico will have ta finish brandin' the cattle and Delmonico's smelled that before, it stinks.   Delmonico though figgers Slim has Googled himself out of another mess and will log in Monday and tell us how he escaped from the black hellycopter.

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

The fairy godmother scribbles out a reply, then ponders Delmonico's situation.

"You know, you could send the yellow dog to go get Slim."

Comfy and cozy, the yellow dog lifts his head, perks his ears forward, then gives them a "who, me?" look.

[Delmonico]

Na' tha yaller dog ain't gonna find Slim, remember he's still mad at Slim over the brandin' insoodent.

I got an Idea though, got some friends that might be able ta help, I'll get them rounded up before the mornin" they can find Slim.