Dispatch from Marshal Moose

I am so confused. We set off this morning and finally we were in what appeared to be The Real West, ranches and cows and cattle and fencing and big skies. Yet there were roads and cars and, well you get the picture. No mesquite fires or branding. No gun fights. So as I started to contemplate what was going on we ended up, are you ready for this, AT THE OCEAN. Texas does not have an ocean but there it was beaches and waves and no land on the other side. Plus the Driver is going bird watching. I am so confused. How did this happen and will I ever get a hat. I need to go to bed. Maybe this is a bad dream.