Dude, I'm as cool as my name. I used to be even cooler, but then I got gelded (darn!). No prob, I'm still off the charts on the slicko-meter. I am a rough-n-tumble kind of fella. Ever heard of tractor tippin'? Well, I invented that game. 'Course the first couple of rounds put some dents in me. I'm a cowboy, and IÆm sure theyÆre about to ask me to pose for that "Sexy Cowboys" calendar.  I'll make the cover. I've let 'em snap a few free pics, just some teasers, but pretty soon I'll start charging. My last owner went on a permanent vacation to Tijuana and the dude had the nerve to leave me & my gang behind. I SO could have torn that town up!  Now IÆm in need of a J-O-B, ya know what I mean dude? Chicks do not dig the unemployed. Of course I'm right at that age (about 3) where I could be taught to do just about anything. Maybe I'll even try some dressage. I hear there's LOTS of hotties that do dressage. That would be way cool. Or maybe I'll just stick to the cowboy gig, the country scene is pretty hot right now.  Who knows? I just need someone to point me in the direction they want to go. I'm ready...heck I was born ready