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Luie Boone loves scampering. He oftentimes scampers around like an overgrown puppy, because that's exactly what he is: an overgrown puppy at thirteen-years-old. He scampers when he hears one of his hoomans coming home; he scampers after his tennis ball; and he most definitely scampers when he hears cookies being made. Who doesn't love cookies? So, don't even worry. Luie Boone will be one of the many scampering canines that visit Silver City, New Mexico!

Luie Boone says grab your leash! Why? Well, because Miami Beach’s glittering Art Deco streets and soft sands promise memorable, barking fun. Did you know vacationing in Miami Beach offers a unique blend of relaxation, style, and rich history? In the early 1900s, the area transformed from a quiet barrier island into a glamorous resort destination, reaching its peak during the 1920s and 1930s.

You don't need a lottery ticket to be lucky in Laguna Beach, California! Luie Boone says all the pups who visit are lucky barkers in store for a big, beautiful adventure. Laguna Beach, California, is located along the Pacific Ocean, and it has a deep history. It was actually home to a prehistoric Paleo-Indian civilization. In 1993, a fossilized skull of a Paleo-Indian—known as the Laguna Woman—was found during construction on St. Ann's Drive. this skull was radiocarbon dated

Luie Boone says there's no better time than now for a pup-inspired adventure to Pocatello, Idaho! Did you know that Pocatello is named in honor of Chief Pocatello? He was a nineteenth-century leader for the Northern Shoshone tribe. The Shoshone Indigenous tribe was one of two tribes that inhabited the area during that time. The Bannock Indigenous tribe was the other. As the leader of the Shoshone tribe, Chief Pocatello lead attacks against emigrant parties.

Let's take a doggie getaway to Dahlonega, Georgia! If you've been dreaming of a getaway where you can escape the noise of everyday life and bring your dog along for (almost) every moment of adventure, this is the vacation spot for you. Dahlonega, Georgia, is tucked into the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains—which is a physiographic province of the larger Appalachian Range. Speaking of the Appalachian Mountains, Luie Boone wants to remind you to never whistle in the woo

Hocking Hills, Ohio, is like heaven for hounds! Located about an hour southeast of Columbus, Hocking Hills is a part of the Allegheny Plateau in Appalachian Ohio. It features gorgeous and exciting topography—including cliffs, gorges, rock shelters, and waterfalls! And do you want to know how this extreme topography came to be? Well, it's because of something called Blackhand Sandstone, which got its name from Native American graphics found on the cave walls nearby!

It's time to take some lively trots in Lake Toxaway, North Carolina! The history of Lake Toxaway, North Carolina, brings bark-citement to Luie Boone. Why? Because most of the history concerns the lake itself! Back in 1890, E.H. Jennings established the Toxaway Company after visiting the area and dubbing it the Switzerland of America. That got Luie Boone's hooman sister, Rachel, very intrigued. She would love to go to Switzerland one day!

Are you ready to experience puppy paradise in Estes Park, Colorado? Luie Boone is! Estes Park, Colorado, is considered a gateway to the Rocky Mountain National Park—which was established in 1915 by then President Woodrow Wilson. As a recognized summer resort destination, this statutory town is a haven for dogs and their hoomans.

It's time for belly rubs and big adventures in Berkeley Springs, West Virginia! Berkeley Springs, West Virginia, is a town with history—a history that gets Luie Boone's eyes wide and his tail tucked. Do you want to know why? Well, here's why: The town was previously called Bath. And, if there's one thing that Luie Boone is not a fan of, it would be baths (and vacuums and leaf blowers and fireworks, but that's not the point).

When Luie Boone's hoomans brought up a vacation to Red River Gorge, Kentucky, his ears immediately perked up. He loves Kentucky, because it's his home state! He was born in the city of Louisville, which is Kentucky's largest city, and transported up to Wisconsin. His hoomans adopted him there, even after they were told he chewed on electrical cords. Luie Boone would like to clear the air now and make it apparent that he never chewed on electrical cords in his thirteen years o

Let's talk about skiing. Luie Boone's hooman sister, Rachel, is obsessed with it. Back in her school days, she joined the ski club and basically lived for those trips to snowy resorts. She'd pack up a massive duffle bag (seriously, it was like she was moving out); hop on a big, yellow bus that resembled a cheese curd; and disappear into a winter wonderland. She'd come back later, smelling like snow, pine trees, and way too much fun. Luie Boone? Not amused.

Cave Creek, Arizona is where the wild west lives! And Luie Boone knows a whole lot about the wild west... well, mostly from the old western movies that his hooman father always watches. There are horses, cowboys, and a bunch of yee-hawing. Cave Creek fits right into that description. Back in 1870, the town was settled in by soldiers on horseback! These soldiers rode in from Fort McDowell—a fort established by California Volunteers to protect others from the Apache.

If there's one thing Luie Boone knows about North Dakota, it's that his hooman dad, Randy, was born in Bismark—which is the capital city of Burleigh County! That’s farm country, folks. Randy grew up riding tractors and chasing chickens... probably. But Luie’s got his paws pointed elsewhere for this next adventure. This time, the hoomans are heading to Ramsey and Benson Counties. And Luie’s tail is wagging with excitement!

Little Red... Riding Hood? Luie Boone knows that fairytale all too well—and he's here to set the record straight. He's a dog, thank you very much. Loyal, lovable, a little stinky, but absolutely not a wolf. Sure, he's got big ears and a snazzy snout, but he's never lurked in the woods with bad intentions or impersonated a grandma. If anything, he'd be the one sniffing out the wolf and barking up a storm to save Little Red Riding Hood. Actually, hold your biscuits.

When Luie Boone overheard his hoomans talking about Watauga Lake, his ears perked up like little satellite dishes. Lakes are his jam—swimming, cannonballs, pontoon naps, and watching his hoomans fish? Paw-fection. But Watauga Lake isn't just any splash zone. Beneath its shimmering surface lies a secret: the ghost of a town that refused to drown. Long ago, nestled in the valley of the Watauga River, there was a town called Butler, Tennessee.

Guau. Wuff. Bau. Wan-wan. Meong-meong. Gav-gav. Ouaf. Hav-hav. Au-au. Hau-hau. Turns out, those are all ways to say “woof,” depending on where you are in the world. Luie Boone had no clue there were so many different ways to bark. Now, with his hoomans planning a trip to New York City—the proclaimed Language Capital of the world, where over 700 languages are spoken, including endangered ones like Seke and Yiddish—Luie Boone’s realizing he’s got a lot of barking to prepare for

Limestone. It's basically the snack of the Earth. Just don't eat it, because my hoomans say it doesn't taste too good. It's because it's made from ancient sea critters, like shells and coral, that got smooshed together over millions of years. Imagine a giant cosmic belly flop of clams and fish bones. Real crunchy and not real tasty! And guess what? Limestone fizzles when you pour vinegar on it. It's like soda pop for rocks! Also, the hoomans use it for buildings, roads, and e

Dogs and mail carriers. The mail carriers and dogs. It's a complex relationship, isn't it? Maybe even a tale as old as time. Because every single day, the mail carrier dares to invade the dog's sacred area—either zooming by in one of those noisy mail trucks or boldly marching through their territory on foot. From the dog's perspective, it's pure chaos: strange footsteps, the rustle of packages, and—the worst of all, those pesky mail carriers are touching their hooman's stuff!

Luie Boone thought he overheard his hoomans talking about a vacation to the Barkshires of Western Massachusetts. What his hoomans actually said was a vacation to the Berkshires of Western Massachusetts, which Luie Boone probably would've heard the first time around, if he wasn't so busy sniffing out snacks and stealing treats behind his hoomans' backs. You can't blame him, though; that pooch loves his food.

Luie Boone would love to give you a history lesson on Mystic, Connecticut, because the history of this village is important to acknowledge and remember. Did you know that the Pequot—a group of Native American people—lived in this area of southeastern Connecticut before the 17th century? The Pequots produced and traded wampum, which are purple and white quahog shell beads! If you're like Luie Boone and wondering what a quahog, let us tell you: a quahog is a type of hard-shelle