"Good idea," Dan says, as he moves with an armful of tack towards Phoenix's stall. "I've seen him around in the bar a few times, mostly comin' and going. He'll be more likely to get it if you leave it here...who knows where Bar might lose it to."



Once the horse is saddled and loaded up with an extra two days worth of grain, they head back for the bar.



"I figure we can tie her out to the porch for a minute or two - it won't take me long t'run upstairs."