You meet the most interesting people, um, I mean dogs, sometimes. Biscuit greeted me at my car when I pulled up to the stables and guided me up the road to the tack room and row of saddled horses last week. He was sure that I would be riding Diamond C and directed to him before greeting the next set of riders. Biscuit works hard at his job and when it's rest time works equally hard at that. Cowboy dogs take their responsibilities seriously...all of them.