Billy raised an eyebrow, Westwood taking a quick step back. "Elizabeth?" He muttered in surprise, reining in the ornery stud with one hand. "Well damn! It is you!" With that, he hopped down from the saddle and clutched the reins still in one hand. The border collie leaped down as well after seeing Billy do it, his thick, white-tipped tail wagging rapidly to see a friendly human. With a yip, the canine hopped up in excitement, his forepaws up on Elizabeth's abdomen."Dammit, get down, ya mutt." Billy scolded the border collie, pulling him back down to all four paws by the scruff of his neck. "Well, how have you been doin' out here?" He asked cheerfully, glancing back at Elizabeth.