“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.
