High Above the Herd

Dear Diary,

I found the perfect place to hide this week…
High above the vintage treasures, I climbed somewhere wild where only the brave would dare sit. 🤠

With giant horns and a watchful stare,
I’m perched upon a mighty beast up in the air.
Not alive, don’t be scared,
Just a dusty friend with a western flair.

Look around where cowboy stories roam,
Among old relics that once called ranches home.
If you look up high, you just might see…
A little Denny staring back at thee. 🐂✨

Good luck finding me!

Still hiding…
Denny :)