Hey Princess, sorry to hear you are stuck in jail but the baked bean diet is full of fibre!

Sheriff Zen and two Pexas ranch folk sure got a kick out of my confinement.

"We are heading in to enjoy the clean sheets and dirty women. Have fun with Rodney, lucky he will keep you entertained with his gnawing and stories of prisoners gone by, that never made it!!! Ho! Ho! Hope your coffers are full as we hear you are due for a hefty fine. Rustling horses and mini ponies is a serious offense, down in Pexas town. But nothing the royal coffers can't handle."

They smiled smugly at my pitiful plight and hot footed into Madame Boheme's salon to sample the wares.

That vile critter tossed me in jail without so much as a please or thank you.

He tossed me a solitary cold baked bean. " Dinner!! Don't eat it all at once! Har! Har! " , he guffawed. It fell to the corner of the jail and the sleazy rat scuttled over and shlurped it up in a nano second. Well I did mean to diet so no time like the present.

"Enjoy Rodney Rat. It's all yours."
Better start making some friends and collecting allies! I searched for the sugar lumps, nada, guess they fell out my pocket. Yes sure enough the ponies were munching on them. Any blueberry muffin left? No that seemed to have been demolished too. Ok so flat stomach for me, all the boys will love me more, if I ever get out of this joint.
I started humming Band on the Run and eyed possible escape routes, which were few.