But when bellies are full it is time for fun. Cheyenne, the herd boss is inviting Pistol to play.
No response; Cheyenne moves to the other side and invites a bit more vigorously.
Pistol doesn't lift his head from his pile of hay, he ignores Cheyenne's rare display of playfulness.
"Ho, hum, bite me all you want. I don't care. I am a tough guy and I am not in the mood to play".
That partial blue eye of his, the mark of insanity. Not officially, just in my opinion.
Meet our "old man" Remington; calm, steady and kind. And did I mention, old.