A cowboy went into a rural Arizona saloon that still had a hitching post. He had a beer. He left and discovered someone had stolen his horse. He walked back in the saloon, fast drew his colt, twirled it around and shot a hole in the ceiling and said, “Whichever one of you coyotes that stole my horse, best return it.” Silence. “Ok, I am going to sit down have one more beer and if my horse isn’t returned, I will do what I did in Laredo, Texas and I HATE doing what I did in Laredo, but I will do what I must,” He said with one hand on his holstered Colt.
He finished his beer and went out and saw his horse hitched. As he mounted, the bartender came out and said. ”Hey cowboy, just curious, what happened in Laredo?” The cowboy shrugged and said, “I had to walk home.”