It's a dark and stormy night. Beasley the Wonder Horse, our hero, is flattened against the stall wall stalking the prowler. Inside the feed stall, said prowler raises the lid to the grain bin. Beasley says, "Thinking of stealing my Triple Crown Senior? I don't think so!" Then Beasley, raises gun in hoof, takes aim and...

Human says: BEASLEY! Wake up! You're dreaming!

I say: Uh, wha? Dang! I so love the Beasley the Super Cop dreams!