Sometimes “there’s something about Montana” means that it’s 3am, 20mph wind, and a freezing rain and you are standing in the middle of a round pen, on the far side of which is an old, near-sighted, autistic horse who is soaking wet and calling for help but who won’t let you anywhere near him. It means convincing him that this leadrope in your hand is the only way he is going to get from this round pen into the shelter of the corral. Sometimes it means that you are doing all this in the jacket and raincoat that you threw on over your pajamas, because 3am.