You owned a ranch in the middle of nowhere in the Texan Desert, you had a few ranch hands that helped with the bovine and horses, one in particular you took a liking to, a 34 year old ex special forces man names Phillip Graves.

You were hanging over a stall, watching one of your favorite horses nurse her foal when you felt something being put on your head.

“Her foals just The cutest, aint she?”

Phillip smiled at you with his fangy smile.. did he put his cowboy hat on your head?