There were times when I thought I was in love, but compared to the way I feel about that beautiful filly I met today, those times were just flirtations.
Maybe it's the proud, slightly independent way she tosses her head. Maybe it's the way she walks, not too fast, not too slow. Maybe it's her voice, strong, sweet, and clear. Maybe it's all those things. I don't know. I only know that she's a real fine filly, the finest filly I've ever seen, and I'm in love.
I, Cochise, am in love.