- Dog Tales
- August 3, 2023
Vegas PawWord Story
Hey Mom, just another day in Spenceville – sniffed out a missing bling collar at Fetch! Toys. Sinatra going all Zen, Russ being Russ. Almost traded this life for a lifetime of shrimp cocktails. Lucky, I mean Vegas…over and out.
Vegas here. No time for pleasantries; I’ve got a squeaky chip to chase. Picture me in hot pursuit, those trusty hazel peepers transfixed on my rubbery quarry. Tail? More like a kinetic pendulum. I’m a wild kaleidoscope of enthusiastic movement, and it’s the sight to see. I’m in my element here in central Spencerville, little ol’ Labradoodle Lake providing the scenic backdrop to my frolics.
You heard right. Day in, day out, Vegas style. Me and Fat Russ, we’re Spencerville’s pet police force — name a crime, we’re on it. Don’t let Russ’s rotund physique fool ya; he’s got a nose, keen as two sharped tweezers in a haystack. He swears he honed it sniffing out discarded meat pies around The Barkery, but I suspect there’s some mad scientist involvement.
Crime-fighting is hungry business, and there’s no better refuel joint than The Doggy Bagel Deli. I’m a regular there, my liaisons with the shrimp cocktails making headlines on the Spenceville Gazette’s social column. In between slurps and crunches, I entertain the other diner-dogs with virtuosic tales of my adventures about town. It’s a jovial atmosphere, one that fat Russ particularly enjoys.
You see, one evening, the punch-line to my story was interrupted by this rather distressed schnauzer, fuzzy brows lowered in worry and tail rigid as a pencil. Guy’s diamond-encrusted collar was missing, and asked if Russ and I could sniff it out. Of course, we were on the job like white on me, probing Shepherd Skyline, Greyhound Grove, and even the notorious Pooch Playhouse.
All the while, Sinatra, the trusty husky, kept making these Zen-like comments. “Let go of the leash of your mind, Vegas. Sniff, don’t think!” A real Confucius-type, Sinatra.
Alas! It was at Fetch! Toys and Treats where we finally sniffed out the missing collar. Hanging out of a Squeaky Burger toy, shiny as a solitaire, it twinkled amidst the premium pet ammo. And let me tell you though, the look of relief on Mr. Schnauzer’s face was priceless.
That’s a day in the life in Spencerville for you; full of adventure, loaded with laughs, and of course, peppered with the heartwarming camaraderie of us pet police. It’s the greatest gig in the world, and I wouldn’t trade it for a lifetime of shrimp cocktails. Well… Let’s say I’d think twice about it. Until our next shenanigan, Vegas out!
The End.
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