- Dog Tales
- August 4, 2023
Sampson PawWord Story
Hey Ma and Pa, just a regular Spencerville day – heroic dog stuff! Dodged ear cleaning, scored vanilla cookie, dealt with the dreaded rain – the town’s biggest villain! The gang’s all good. Cats safe, mice scared, fish tense. Tail’s waggin’ even though thunder’s barkin’. Risky life, wouldn’t trade it for all Doggy Bagels in the world. Love, Big Sammy.
Any other day in Spencerville, I’d be soaking up the sun, bulldog-style – chin resting on crossed paws, a tennis ball rolling between my jaws – all the while keeping an eye on my beloved stuffed animal. Yes, that’s me, Samson. But today, isn’t any other day.
First things first – breakfast. I said my goodbye to the dastardly vacuum cleaner, hiding safely under the bed to escape the dreaded ear cleaning session, and trotted towards the Doggy Bagel Deli. The air was wafting with the scent of vanilla cookies – my favorite. Savouring my treat, I mused over the day’s tasks. I am an English Bulldog with a mission, after all.
You see, my friends and I are the protectors of Spencerville. Russell, Fenway, Marley, and I – we’re quite the formidable gang. We keep the peace here – ensuring mischief remains good-natured, and the town is safe for all pets, even the annoyingly posh cats from The Snooty Snout Boutique.
Our nemesis – rain clouds. Now, listen, it ain’t about me hating the rain, okay? The rain causes chaos—the cats all scamper haphazardly, mice burrow deeper, even the fish from Fishy Bites seem on edge. Today, the sky was that miserable grey. Much as I abhor it, I knew it was time to act.
With a sigh, I ambled towards the Southern Golden Retriever River, that usually sparkling and jovial water body now sullen under the cloudy sky. My team was waiting.
“I’ve got a bad feeling about this, guys,” Russell whimpered, the usually robust Jack Russel shivering.
“We know, Russ. We feel it too,” reassured Fenway, while Marley nodded solemnly from my side.
We sat in silence, bracing ourselves for the brewing storm, hoping for it to pass over our quaint town without causing much of a fuss. But, this is the life we had chosen, willingly accepting the responsibilities that come with guarding Spencerville against the gloomy-grey villain that was the rain.
A bolt of lightning lit the sky, followed by the deep rumble of thunder. And as the first drops of rain started to fall, I thought, “Here we go again, Sampson. Bring it on.” Despite the coming challenges, my tail wagged. Just another day in the life of a Spencerville hero.
The End.
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