She could get lost--" "No she couldn't--not Sis.

If her horse didn't act the fool--what horse was it she rode ?" Ed turned to Jerry as if he would know.
"Boise," Bud spoke quickly, as though seconds were precious.

"She said he knew the way." "He sure ought to," Eddie replied emphatically.

"Boise belongs to Sis, by rights.

The mare got killed and Dad gave him to Sis when he was a suckin' colt, and Sis raised him on cow's milk and broke him herself.
She rode him all over.