I’m not sure to be happy or sad. I’m happy, cause it’s sold but I’m sad, because it’s sold.
Couldn’t even say how many hours my butt’s been in that saddle for the last 15 or so years. The stories it could tell if it could talk. So many memories. But it’s headed off to a new home and more adventures.
It sure doesn’t owe me any thing. It was worth every penny I spent to buy it. And I’ve loved those tapederos that I wanted my whole life (well since I first saw tapederos on Trigger, those of you old enough will know who that is).
But the money might save my life. Guess like most mules I’d rather have that than the saddle.