“Hey Jake,” said Midge. “Look at the funny doors on that one. We can crawl under it.”
“The sign on the building says Tombstone Saloon,” said Jake.
“What is a saloon?” asked Booker-T. “Is that one of those things my owner goes to and gets her hair done?”
“No,” said Jake. “That is a salon.”
“What do they do in a saloon?” asked Midge. “Do they sell tombstones for the cemetery?”
“I think Tombstone is the name of this town,” said Jake.
“That is a funny name for a town,” laughed Booker-T. “Sounds like you are living in a cemetery.”
“What do they do in a saloon?” asked Midge. “Lets go look inside. We can just crawl under the door.”
They saw two people walk into the saloon. “That door swings,” said Booker-T. “Lets go look inside.”
They walked to the saloon and stood under the swinging door and looked around inside. “Oh wow,” said Midge. “It is a place to eat and drink something. Think we can go in and get something to eat. I'm hungry.”
“How would we pay for it,” said Jake. “We don't have any money.”
“I don't know,” said Midge. “Lets go inside and see what they are eating.”
“Looks like a bunch of old wood tables and chairs in here,” said Booker-T. “Look at the long counter over there and all those bottles behind it.”
“I think they call that a bar,” said Jake.
Midge started laughing.
“What is so funny Midge?” asked Booker-T.
“I remember something from a movie my owner was watching,” said Midge. “and it was so funny.”
“What?” asked Jake.
“Something about your belly up to the bar,” laughed Midge. “Why do they want to put all those bellies on the bar. That would be hard to do.”
“I don't know,” said Jake. “ We could jump up onto the bar and lay down and then our bellies would be on the bar.”
“That's funny,” Laughed Booker-T. “Lets go see what the other buildings are.”
They walked outside and looked around the little town. “Look Jake,” said Midge. “No one has their doors shut in this town.”
“Do you see any of those tourists they talked about?” asked Booker-T.
“They said this was going to be a tourist town,” said Midge. “So maybe all these humans walking around are tourists.”
“Maybe,” said Jake. “They look like regular humans.”
“Hey look at that barn over there,” said Booker-T. “We can go into the barn.”
“It says Livery Stables on the sign,” said Jake.
“ Well,” said Midge. “I know what a stable is I think. Isn't that a place where horses are?”
“Yes,” said Jake.
“But what is this Livery,” said Booker-T. “They have funny buildings in this town.”
“I never hear of Livery,” said Jake. “Must have something to do with horses. I don't know.”
“Lets go see what is inside,” said Midge. “The big doors are opened.”
They hurried inside and stood near the door and looked around the room. “Hey Jake,” said Booker-T. “There are some fake horses over there.”
“Why do they have fake horses?” asked Midge. “Did the real horses not want to live here?”
“They have that fake horse hooked to that real wagon over there,” laughed Jake. “Do the humans think that fake horse is going to pull the wagon?”
Midge raised her eyebrows and started laughing. “Humans are funny. They should be as smart as we are.”
“But they can talk and we can't talk,” said Booker-T.
“We are talking,” said Jake. “Don't you hear us talking?”
“But the humans don't understand when we talk,” said Midge. “We are smarter because we hear each other talking and we hear the humans talking. They aren't too smart because they can hear
each other talking but don't hear us.”
“Maybe Livery Stable is a place for fake horses,” suggested Booker-T.
“Maybe,” smiled Midge. “Lets go see what the other buildings are.”
“Look Midge,” said Jake. “It is a gift store.”
“Do they have gifts for dogs and cats?” asked Booker-T. “Lets go see.”
They hurried across the street and stood in the doorway of the gift store. There were many things in it and lot of people walking around in it.
“There is no room to walk in there,” said Jake. “Too many tourists in one spot. How do they move around?”
“Look over there,” said Midge. “It's a jail. Wonder if any tourists are in jail. Lets go see.”
They hurried over to the jail and walked inside. Sitting at the desk was a stuffed man with a star on his shirt. “They must not have too many arrests in this town,” said Jake. “That sheriff isn't real.”
“This is a really strange town,” said Booker-T. “How does anyone live here?”
“I think this is a fake town,” said Midge. “Why do they want a fake town?”
“Maybe that is what a tourist town is,” said Jake.
“Hey Jake!” called Gabby as he flew down and landed on the ground next to Midge. “What are you guys doing?”
“Hi Gabby,” said Midge. “We are looking around at this funny town. “It is all fake.”
“They do have real food here and gifts,” said Jake.
“But they have fake horses,” laughed Booker-T. “They won't get too far trying to ride a fake horse.”
“It is just for show,” said Gabby.
“What show?” asked Jake.
“It is to show people how they lived in the old west days,” said Gabby. “Tourists like that kind of stuff.”
“Tourists are funny if they like fake stuff,” laughed Midge.
“It has a strange name too,” said Booker-T. “I don't think I want to live in a town called Tombstone. I would feel like I was living in a cemetery.”
“There really is a Tombstone town,” said Gabby.
“Can we go see it?” asked Midge.
“It is too far away from here,” said Gabby. “It is too far for me to fly.”
“Why is this a tourist town?” asked Booker-T. “If they can't live here.”
“It is to show people how the people of the old west use to live many years ago,” said Gabby.
“Little sad,” said Midge.
“Why is it sad?” asked Gabby.
“They had fake horses,” said Midge.
“Ha ha ha,” laughed Gabby. “You are so funny.”
“I'm hungry,” said Jake. “Lets go find something to eat.”
The three started walking back to Jake's house with Gabby flying above them.
"We will come again another day," said Midge.