- Dog Tales
- July 28, 2023
hof PawWord Story
Hey Dad,
It’s Hof! Life’s a riot here in Pawsburgh! Spent today creating some commotion at the beach with a stubborn beach ball. Then dived into sushi at “The Cat’s Meow”. Went rogue and chose a spicy salmon roll, which ended up wearing – wasabi everywhere. Now I’m infamous for the ‘green snout incident’. Still, wouldn’t trade these adventures and the whole lot of wag for anything!
Stay well,
Hof
You wouldn’t recognize Pawsburgh if you walked by it. Sure, it’s got streets and buildings like your typical town but the inhabitants, ah, that’s where the charm lies. Up with the lark, or the first waft of bacon, whichever comes first, as the human world snores on, we trot off to this magical hamlet for our own kind of fun.
Jumping right into it, that day (Every day is ‘that day’ when you live in Pawsburgh, as peculiarities abound), was one that started just as the day before had ended, with me, Hof, combating with the blow up beach ball at Brown Boxer Beach. “Why would a bulldog not appreciate a good wrestle?” I thought, cupping the ball between my paws, it’s surface sleek against my rugged paws.
But enough about the beach. Let’s talk about the more interesting setting, The Cat’s Meow Sushi, a culinary haven for dogs with a sophisticated palate – or dogs who just like to nip sushi rolls off the conveyer belt. That fateful day, I, Hof had ventured into unknown territories, daring to veer from my usual meaty morsels.
“Yo, Hof. Eyeing the tuna roll?” Old Max, the Chow Chow, who ran Chow Down Chow Chow looked at me over his spectacles, stifling a chuckle.
“No sir, I think I’ll order myself some of your renowned spicy salmon roll.” I was feeling fairly adventurous, bolstered by the camaraderie that filled the air of Pawsburgh.
As I attempted to slide the sushi into my mouth, it slipped, slid and took a tumble right down onto me. Yes, a large chunk of wasabi attached itself oh-so-eloquently to my snout. Ah, what can I say? One minute you’re a suave bulldog, and the next you’ve got a green glob stuck to your face.
My eyes streamed, my nose burned, but I kept my swagger steady. Shaking my head, I muttered, “Lettuce. Always the lettuce’s fault.” Laughter erupted around me but it was the hearty kind, the kind that makes Pawsburgh the wonder that it is.
This, ladies and gentlemen, is just one day in the life of Hof, your loyal, energetic and slightly daring bulldog. A storyteller, an adventurer, a comedian in my own right, guiding you through life in the afterlife. And remember, we’re not just all bark, we’re a whole lot of wag too.
The End.
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