Mud Skin

They disappeared behind the shed, not uncommon as this the home of their camp, fort, ship, station, etc. When I heard, "Help, help my skin is falling off!" I became only slightly alarmed. After all, just days before one of my cowboys was attacked by a mountain lion back there (he of coarse fought bravely grabbing a pistol at the last moment!). They eventually came hunting for me.....only to express real concern and fear that their skin was indeed falling off. I laughed. These little Indians had painted their bodies with mud and the drying mud was cracking. Some people pay big bucks for mud masks......We make our own.