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Mike Capron’s
On the edge of a quiet west Texas town, among the dry hills, lived a horse named Dusty. He belonged to a small family ranch where life was simple and steady.Fresh hay in the morning, cool water from the trough at noon, and a gentle brushing with his grain in the evening.But no matter how good things were inside his fenced pasture, he was always looking longingly beyond the barbed ...