Sometimes, I get a little jealous of my brother. He has many timeless things that just match up perfectly with how he his and who he is. No, he doesn’t have the million cowboy things (pickups, trailers, more tack, more horses, a new pair of chaps to add to the 5 pairs already owned, etc) that he’d want. But he does have this:

And he has his dog.

And he can ride into the sunset.