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Boone's Saloon Tales
Boone’s Saloon Tales follows the trail of a dog who crossed from East to West, finding his home in the prairies. Each Gazette issue carries a new chapter of his journey; a frontier saga told with loyalty and grit.


The Sky That Never Ends and the Town Under the Ground
As the afternoon stretched on, Barnaby noticed a movement in the tall grass near the tracks. It wasn’t a wolf or a deer. It was a small, tawny head popping out of a mound of dirt. Then another. Then a dozen. These were prairie dogs which were a common sight in the prairies but to a golden retriever from the city, these were the strangest squirrels he had ever seen. They didn’t climb trees; they lived in the earth itself.
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Feb 212 min read


Sacks of Grain and Endless Plains
The rhythmic clack-clack, clack-clack of the Iron Horse had become the heartbeat of our journey. Inside the wooden car, the air was thick with the scent of cedar oil and Clara’s sourdough. Barnaby had finally settled his heavy golden head on a pile of wool blankets, his tail giving an occasional, sleepy thump.
That was when the grain sack started to move.
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Feb 72 min read


The View from the Boxcar Door
The year is 1903. The air in the East has grown heavy with soot and the noise of too many people. But out here? Out here, the wind smells like dried grass and endless possibility.
My name is Boone. Or, more accurately, I am the keeper of Boone’s legacy. These are the tales passed down through generations of paws and tail-wags, starting with the Great Journey of my ancestor, Barnaby.
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Jan 312 min read
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