- Dog Tales
- September 13, 2023
Mister Pemberton PawWord Story
“Made it big today, Mom! Powsburg’s now a Q-tip free zone and Bone Appetit’s the official munch spot – no more broccoli! Left ’em all wowed and laughing at Pupsicle Palace. Another adventure awaits tomorrow! – Love, MR P”
I trot into Pawsburg, a three-legged black Pug with a mission. I’ve got, call it, a Sorkinian swagger, minus the fourth limb of course. Today, the big day. The pawSSION project launch is today at Golden Gate Gardens, the Pawsburg equivalent to Camp David.
As I make my way through Brindle Brown Boxer Beach, I encounter my old friend Max, the St Bernard. His stupidity laced with his funny one-liners always brings a smile. He asks, “Hey Pemberton, How does a Pug lose a leg and keeps his tail?”
“Max, that’s because I’m all about balance. In life and limbs.” I respond with quick wit and keep trotting over, my destination in sight.
The Golden Gate Gardens, under the morning sky, look magical. I push open the gates with my head, not because I have to, but just because I can. The Summit begins in an hour. All the dogs in Pawsburg are gathering to vote and decide on future rules for the town. I’m big on two things – social hygiene and criminal justice.
Over brunch at Bone Appetit, I rally my team – Bella the Boxer, Thimble the Terrier, and Luna the lab. Thimble fidgets with a Squeaky Chinese Dumpling toy, his anxiety rising by the minute. I place a paw on his. “We’ve got no room for squeaky distractions, Thimble.” I scold, my point made clear by the stern look on my face.
At the Lower Silver Siberian Summit, I stand before the congress of canines, my voice echoing in the silence. “We, the dogs of Pawsburg, must stand for our rights. We suffer silently while our ears are violated with Q-tips and our dignity stripped away with vet visits! No longer! Brothers and sisters, we must stand together. UNITE FOR A Q-TIP FREE PAWSBURG!”
It’s comic, you see, the smirk on their faces until they realize I’m serious. Then, the silence hits like a wall. My big manifesto, too big maybe. A three-legged Pug demanding dignity. As expected, Bella and Luna cheer, giving others the confidence and slowly the entire hall echoes with applause.
The next order of the day – Food. “The joy of savoring juicy chicken!” I sigh theatrically. “Let us make Bone Appetit the official food palace of Pawsburg! No longer will broccoli taint our dishes nor our delicate tongues!” The roar of agreement is earth-shattering.
The day ends on the terrace of Pupsicle Palace, we, the rulers of Pawsburg laughing over Fur Tacos. We ruled, we roared. Mister Pemberton, the three-legged Pug, left a mark on Pawsburg, and one it will never forget. My wit and charm may have won the day, but tomorrow, another adventure awaits in the shaded pathways of Pawsburg. After all, it’s just a day in the life of a dog.
The End.
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