In an effort to edit and rewrite, I am spending eight hours each day working the keyboard, instead of the ranch. Even the animals are getting curious about what is going on. Today, a coyote cruised through the lower pasture. I was so engrossed in fine tuning a query letter, that I failed to see my entire herd bunch up and stare toward the house–expecting me to come out and scare the predator off. The guardian donkey was in the barn, staying out of the rain.