*New Art* Final

An idea I have been banging around in my head ever since I heard and seen the video for Toby Keith and Willie Nelson's song "Whiskey for my men, and beer for my horses. I figured it would be fun to do a picture based on that. The setup:

The EES, the Equine Enforcement Squad, an elite police squad to handle the jobs that are too tough for humans. Usually up to two equines per squad plus a human handler who oversees them. Fighting crime is tough and even the good guys (Gals) have to take a break sometimes to cool down. In this case, a human handler and his two mares who have taken such a liking to him that some folks would think it is wrong.

It took me awhile to finish this and I figured you folks were getting tired of the constant reruns. With this one, that leaves one more piece of new artwork that has been waiting to be finished. Enjoy folks, have a drink on us.

and now a song for this picture. Sung to the tune of "Whiskey for my men, and beer for my horses" by Toby Keith and Willie Nelson, aptly named:
"Whiskey for our man, and Beer for us horses!"


"Well our shift is over, it's happy hour now,
It's time to unwind and it's time to get down.
It was a full day, of beating down crime,
We just punch the clock, and now it's our time.

It's just another day for the EES, sorting the
troubles, cleaning the mess. After pounding
the pavement, our hooves are so beat, so it's
time to let loose, give our handler a treat

We hoist up our mugs and we neigh with our voices,
Whiskey for our man, and Beer for us horses!

Yes we are tough fillys at the EES, beating the bad guys
and doing our best. Us equines are fearless, won't back down
to the test, and when it's all over, we deserve a good rest.

And there is our handler, fresh from the street, sometimes
he's hardboiled, but man is he sweet! Now don't get us wrong
me may be quite small, but we fillys still love him, all night
long!

We hoist up our mugs and we neigh with our voices,
Whiskey for our man, and Beer for us horses!

And we don't give a hoot about those prude attitudes,
they say that our attention to our handler is crude.
And our relationship with him is quite a disgrace, but
if they don't shut up, it will be a hoof to the face!

It's all about love, and not lusty chatter, it's true
what they say, that size does not matter! That once
you had equine, it'll rock your world, so with that
all said, no more we can say, we'll finish our drinks
and with our handler we will play!

We hoist up our mugs and we neigh with our voices,
Whiskey for our man, and Beer for us horses!"