She cut her teeth on raw hide leather. She could use a rope before she could stand. Her hair is the color of sage grass and she is as wild as the Texas wind. Her favorite clothes are her boots and a faded pair of jeans. She would rather be on horse back on the open range than at hotel fit for a queen. Her hands are not soft but her grip is mighty firm, for holding the reins or her man. She knows how to build a camp fire, and she can cook and she can ride anything  Around an open camp fire is where she prefers to be . She might not win any pageants, but oh what a boring the world would be, if not for a  few wild cow girl.