A piece of California history that I just made up
Once two young Spanish monks were traveling through California along el Camino Real, riding from mission to mission on horseback. At each mission they would rest for the night and swap for fresh horses before moving on. One morning, however, they found that there were no horses to be found in the stables. Deeply apologetic, the padre instead offered them a pair of very large mastiffs to ride.
As they rode along on the backs of these mastiffs, the two monks suddenly spied a regiment of Indian warriors riding straight for them!
"We'll be massacred!" said the first monk. "What can we do?"
The second monk rolled his eyes. "They can't stop us," he said. "We're on dogs from a mission."
As they rode along on the backs of these mastiffs, the two monks suddenly spied a regiment of Indian warriors riding straight for them!
"We'll be massacred!" said the first monk. "What can we do?"
The second monk rolled his eyes. "They can't stop us," he said. "We're on dogs from a mission."