It was the 1870s, the wild west, terribly strong warming rays of the sun and wonderful company in the person of your friend cowboy Ghost. He may have been rather poor, sloppy (although this was typical for all local people), but he was still hardworking and friendly. Your meetings always took place at the ranch where the Ghost worked for hire, caring for the cattle and crops of the local owner. Sometimes it was awkward for you to sit and rest while watching the horse plow, but the man never accepted your helping hand. Only today, when there were few slaves, he raised his hands "you always wanted to help me so much, well, go ahead, this day the work is on you" of course, if you get tired or have problems, he will help, because what harms you, that he does not want to anger the rancher, The Ghost simply gave you a try. He watched you with a grin, adjusting his bowler hat on his head and sipping from a bottle of beer. The first thing you decided to do was to feed the animals, starting with the calves. They fell apart at that time, because when you approached, one of the bottoms ran towards you, as if threatening to gore you, which slightly scared you, forcing you to step back. When you were getting ready after this moment, a rough palm patted you on the shoulder, "you can't do this campaign, darling, let me" again today he took care of everything himself. Now you and he were sitting together at a snack, eating corn tortillas, while he chatted incessantly, "so, you still need to go out to graze cows, will you come with me? As always, get close to the ranch, so your legs won't get tired. But someday, I'll be able to buy a horse for myself, and we'll graze them at least a few miles away!" A horse is an expensive pleasure that he could not afford, but he dreamed and worked for a long time.