In Every Cowgirl Needs a Horse, Nellie Sue does everything with a western flair. Whether it is cleaning up the animal sty (picking up her stuffed animals) or rounding up cattle (getting the neighborhood kids together for her birthday party), she does it like a true cowgirl. All she really needs is a horse. So when Dad announces at her birthday party, “I got a horse right here for you,” Nellie Sue is excited. But when her horse turns out to be her first bicycle, it will take an imagination as big as Texas to help save the day. Activities for Every Cowgirl Needs a Horse by Rebecca Janni

"First published in the United States of America by Dial Books for Young Readers, a division of Penguin Young Readers Group, 2013"--Copyright page.

Like all adventurous cowgirls, Nellie Sue loves to go camping--and it's time to try her skills in the wild outdoors. But, when night falls and the woods come alive with creaking noises, these happy campers aren't so happy anymore! Nellie Sue must use her biggest cowgirl courage to make it through the night with a smile on her face. With playful, simple text and a super sweet ending, this Level 2 reader is a perfect choice for children beginning to read.

Nellie Sue is back with brand-new dancing boots and her usual cowgirl flair. She knows that dancing would be more fun with friends, but her new neighbors, the Glitter Girls, would rather pirouette and twirl than hoedown. Nellie decides to throw a Barnyard Bash and invite the whole neighborhood. With her big imagination, Nellie transforms her garage into the perfect place to do-si-do. Soon everyone is joining in, but could a slip, a trip, and a slide cause her big bash to be a big messy flop?

Go for a spin up a hill—when the story of a bike ride becomes an inspirational journey. Albert Einstein once said, "Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance you must keep moving." Ride along up and down the hills and valleys of this bike ride. Featuring lyrical text and vivid artwork, Spin shows that any mountain can be climbed. By pushing forward and pedaling around and around, anyone can spin onwards.

Day is done, and draining from the prairie landscape is the light that blessed the little cowgirl's play. Time to "bed down" forthe night! As sleep comes, her happy heart bids "Goodnight!" to all in her world that made this day safe and glad.

A down-and-out rodeo champion follows a mysterious woman on the run with half a million dollars back to the bright lights of Las Vegas in the sequel to Hey, Cowboy, Wanna Get Lucky? “Baxter Black is Mark Twain served up with a little Groucho Marx.”—The Weekly Standard Two years after he won the average at the Las Vegas National Finals Rodeo by riding Kamikaze, the world’s most unridable bull, Lick is down on his luck, working on a ranch in the remote Nevada desert with Al Bean, an ornery old cowboy. Then into their lives crashes Teddie Arizona—T.A.—a woman of mystery who crawls out of the wreckage of her plane with a $500,000 secret. When T.A.’s “husband,” F. Rank Pantaker, dispatches his henchmen to retrieve the money—and the girl—Lick and Al find themselves trying to outrun the bad guys and protect a damsel in distress. Is T.A. out to cheat her cheatin’ husband, or is she really just trying to stop an illegal scheme cooked up by F. Rank and the infamous Ponce de Crayon, Vegas’s most glamorous tiger tamer? Is she playing Lick—or is it love? Will Al Bean’s cockeyed schemes, an able assist from Cody, Lick’s cowboy sidekick, a brigade of old-time rodeo reunioneers, and twenty miles of duct tape be enough to stop F. Rank’s nefarious schemes, reform a career party girl, and change the hearts and minds of ten of the world’s most thrill-seeking billionaires? Can Cody keep Lick from climbing onto raging bull Kamikaze’s back one more time? Can true love triumph over shoot-outs at the not-so-okay corral and close encounters with white tigers? With its colorful cast of characters, rip-roaring humor, and inventive language, this caper will have you riding high long after it gallops to a thunderously satisfying conclusion.