Diablo. He's Yancey's method of relieving stress and getting away from us women once in a while.
Diablo trotted over to welcome his master, nuzzling and nickering.
Giddon paid no attention to the three at the pool, patting Diablo's nose and talking softly to him as if no one was around.
Diablo stood hip-shod, his eyes half-closed as Giddon tossed a saddle blanket over his back and then swung up the saddle.
He reached under the horse and tightened the cinch, which finally brought Diablo to attention.