In "So You Wanna Be A Cowgirl", I made my debut as a horse wrangler at Rimrock Ranch in Cody, Wyoming, and I met a good-looking cowboy named Dustin!

"Cowgirl Days", the second book in the Cowgirl series, takes me to the next season working with Dustin at his family's ranch in Montana where I find adventure training young horses, wild mustangs, and endurance racing before returning to Cody, Wyoming to work as a wrangler and trail guide again.

"My heart skipped a beat or two as I watched him (Jalam Akeem) run, spin and reverse directions periodically, living up to his name by prancing like a proud prince. ...fine black tipped ears that were alert to every nuance around him; intelligent eyes set in a nice wide forehead that narrowed to a delicate muzzle. His wide jowl and neck were typical mustang. His high tail carriage and short body were definitely Arab...his extended pasterns would ensure smooth gaits. His coat was a rich brown with black leggings and a black dorsal strip..."

"The trail across the top (of Ptarmigan Mountain) seemed a meager eighteen inches wide with steep drop-offs on either side. Room enough to walk single file, certainly not the place for a misstep. ...Suddenly Cole yelled "Horse down! Horse down!"

"So You Wanna Be A Cowgirl" is a personal narrative. I was a fortyish, divorced woman from Maine, running my own business, when I applied for a job at Rimrock Dude Ranch in Wapiti Valley, Wyoming. My horse and I were hired by Glenn Fales, an old-time cowboy and ex-rodeo bronc rider who, with his wife Alice, had owned the ranch for thirty-five years. This is my story.

...young girls dream of horses. Some take lessons and learn to ride; the rest of us live and breathe all aspects of horses...forever scheming to own one. Any horse will do. Some take it a little farther...as I did.

"My first experience wrangling horses found me galloping over a headwall, down a steep bluff, amidst a herd of 100 horses. After learning to guide with my own horse, meeting a bear, and surviving a 9500-foot climb up Table Mountain, we nearly slip 50-feet down a bank into the Shoshone River. All a part of becoming a cowgirl."

"...Cody's Annual Plains Indian Powwow, sponsored by the Buffalo Bill Historical Center, and set up on the south end of its parking lot. Cheyenne, Comanche, Kiowa, Crow, Blackfeet, and Sioux, along with Arapaho, Apache, Navaho, Shoshone, Nez Perce', Ute and Pawnee tribes were represented."