Wild Honey (2006)
“What if the Phantom’s honey-colored mare was the police horse Cha Cha Marengo? Sam’s gloom deepened as she remembered that Preston had mentioned that he didn’t call his “partner” by her registered name. Instead, he’d called her Honey.
“In the course of your duties, it’s likely you’ll have to drag something—an obstruction off the road, a stranded person from a creek, and so on,” Preston was saying now. “So we’ll play a pulling game until lunchtime, then we’ll go back to desensitization.”
“Laramie already knows how to work a rope,” said the middle-aged cowgirl. “So maybe he and I should practice something else.”
Sam had been thinking the same thing. A good cow horse like Ace knew that after his rider roped a calf, he backed up, keeping the rope taut until the rider jumped from the saddle, worked her way down the rope, and put the calf on his side for branding or doctoring.
Preston nodded. “Those horses that have worked cattle might have a head start on the others, but this is a little different.
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