Coyotes might howl. At night they will prowl. No need to fear. This cowboy is near.

A cowboy poet who can't rope, whip, or ride? Who ever heard of such a thing? No wonder Slim's pardners, Sally, Red, and Buster, think Slim belongs at the back of the herd. But Slim knows he could be a real cowboy--if only the ranch hands would give him a chance.

A surprise thunderstorm just might be all it takes to prove that there's still a home on the range for a good-natured cowman with the heart of a poet. --from jacket cover