The Cowboy And the Cossack (Nancy Pearl's book Lust Rediscoveries)
“I’d jumped up and was jerking on my second boot when a voice yelled out from the other side of the herd, “Wolves! A million of ’em!” The watch had changed and it was Slim’s voice.“Don’t shoot into the herd!” Shad roared. He’d gotten up early and was already dressed and saddled. He jumped aboard Red and tore off toward where there was now more scattered firing, and that section of the herd was starting to mill around in wild panic, the other cows quickly picking up the feeling of fear.From the cossack camp I heard Rostov give a loud, brief order in Russian.And then the rest of us were getting aboard horses, and if it hadn’t been so serious it would have been kind of funny. Most of us were in various states of undress, and about half of the hands were still in red or white long johns, a couple with the rear-end flaps still flopping open. I always slept with my shirt and pants on, so that was no problem for me. But in the whole group there were only three things every man had on without ...exception—his boots, his gun and his hat.I threw a bridle on Buck and jumped on his back, not taking the time to saddle him, and galloped off at about the same time Natcho and Chakko did.There was enough gray morning light to see fairly well as we forced our way through the milling herd toward the center of trouble.The first Siberian wolf I saw scared me and Buck so much we almost went down in a heap together.MoreLess
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