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Bowser the Hound
     

Bowser the Hound

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by Thornton W. Burgess
 

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How Bowser the Hound lost his way while following the trail of Old Man Coyote. A great bedtime story for young children, and for older children to read for themselves.

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How Bowser the Hound lost his way while following the trail of Old Man Coyote. A great bedtime story for young children, and for older children to read for themselves.

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ISBN-13:
9781681019567
Publisher:
NOOK Press
Publication date:
09/02/2016
Pages:
90
Product dimensions:
5.00(w) x 8.00(h) x 0.22(d)
Age Range:
6 - 8 Years

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Bowser The Hound 4.8 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 8 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I am a 70 year old man and remember quite well my grandfather telling me stories about Bowser The Hound when I was a child. He made everything so real and verbally painted pictures in my mind I still remember! All of my three children are grown now, but all remember me telling them Bowser The Hound stories. Now, my grandchildren love for me to tell them stories about Bowser. That is 5 generations who grew up on Bowser The Hound and loved it! That within itself is quite a recommendation!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Concerned murmurs. That was what I woke to. I shifted, sift fabric brushing my skin. Slowly, I pulled myself into an upright position, wincing. What had happened? Everything seemed like one gigantic blur. Tidbits of memories came to me. Moleface. Pain. Scoria. Yelling. <p> "Oh, good! You're awake!" <p> I looked over. A white-garbed girl stood beside my bed. <p> "You broke two ribs, y'know. Nearly lost an eye, too." She chittered, fussing over me. <p> "How-how long have I been--asleep?" I questioned warily. <p> "Oh. . . It's been a day since the attack. . ." <p> My eyes widened. "Attack? What attack?" <p> The nurse sighed. "Right after you--well. . ." She waved her hand at my wounds, "After that, a Shadow Troop attacked." <p> I licked my lips in horror slowly, looking away. "Was anyone hurt?" I nearly dreaded the reply. <p> "Yes. We lost three recruits and two were grievously injured." <p> "Who?" <p> "A scrawny kid named Chert and a girl, Pitaya." <p> I swallowed bile rising in my throat, feeling sick. Chert. . . He didn't belong in a war. . . <p> "Are you alright? You look quite pale." The nurse put her hand to my forehead. <p> "I'm fine." I mumbled. I drew a deep breath. "Could I--Could I be alone?" <p> "Of course." The nurse smiled sweetly and rose. "If you need me, just call. My name's Chicory." <p> I smiled weakly. "I will." <p> She left and I sank back down against my pillow. Everything ached now. Maybe joining the war hadn't been the best idea. . . <p> [ More comments means the next chapter comes out faster! ] <p> ~ Haunted &#65430<_>mmortal
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
*Shows uglyness*
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
*waves back* hello human ^^
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
They link hands and with their combined powers turn icarus to diamond. "Dria wispers sorry."
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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Link if you are okay then why are you talking? Oooh you just got served.