04-WELCOME TO CACTUS CITY!

WELCOME TO CACTUS CITY! After a billion years, we finally reached a dusty set of railroad tracks. Cheesecake! We were saved! The tracks led us to a wooden sign. In big letters it read: WELCOME TO CACTUS CITY! GO HOME! SAVE YOURSELF! HIT THE TRAIL IF YOU VALUE YOUR TAIL!)

I twisted my tail up in knots. "Uh-oh," I gulped. "This doesn't look GOOD. This doesn't look GOOD at all. In fact, this looks DOWNRIGHT BAD, if you ask me." Trap pushed me forward. "Oh, don't be such a scaredy mouse, Germeister," he snorted. He gave me another shove. I tumbled headfirst into a cactus. "Don't push me! I can't stand it when you push me!" I yelled, picking NEEDLES out of my fur. Have I told you my cousin Trap is the most ANNOYING rodent on the planet?

THE LAW IN THE WILD WEST At first, no one was concerned with public order in the towns of the Wild West. Then the government of the United States sent sheriffs and judges to keep order and to enforce the law.