The next morning saw Rio standing in line at the secretary’s booth to sign up for classes. He looked over his papers. Lot more complicated than rodeoin’, he thought as he shuffled through the class entry cards. Ya gotta have one card for every class. In Rodeo ya just check off the events you’re enterin’ on one form.
“Can I help you?” came a sweet voice from inside the booth.
“Uh, yes, ma’am,” Rio said, turning on his most charming smile, which had its desired effect.
The pretty young lady smiled demurely and moistened her lips.
“This is ma first time showin’ at a Quarter Horse show and I’m not sure I got it all done right.” He handed her his papers.
She took them and began to look them over. “Do you have your IQHA card?”
“I got ma AQHA card? It’s right there,” he said, pointing to it
