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Jim sat on the strawberry roan, dusty Wranglers deep in the saddle with his hands on the reins.
"Go." He implored to the unmoving beast beneath him, who simply swished his tail in response. "Go now." He tried again, as Bones watched from his appaloosa, hiding a grin behind a calloused hand as Jim rocked back and forth forcefully in the saddle "GO." He demanded to no avail, and Jim looked over at the older man despairingly, "It doesn't have any buttons to just make it go." The man kicked his heel into the horse's flank in frustration.
It was only a moment later that Bones was picking the dusty man off the ground, the smug roan prancing next to its unsaddled rider.
"Well darlin'," Bones chuckled, "Looks like you found the eject button."