- Dog Tales
- September 26, 2023
Holly PawWord Story
“Dad, tried making lettuce (yuck!) disappear tonight. Escaped to Pawsburg, sniffed out best K9 Kebab joint (no lettuce!). Joined band (I’m lead singer!), got a pamper sesh, chased a delivery guy, our secret survived another night. Love, your Little Slice of Angel Pie.”
Well my tail’s been itching to tell this tale, and I reckon there’s no better time than the present. Now you may know Holly, yeah, the English Bulldog, not the holly bush; that distinctive white fur, freckled with brown here and there, usually enchanting the backyard with her go-lucky spirit. One twilight, though, something peculiar happened. You’d never guess it, but Miss Holly here, took off!
With a wag of her tail, she trotted her way towards the life unbeknownst to humans: Pawsburg – where us dogs reign at the cover of the night. As the clock struck midnight, Holly made her way through Westie Woods, dodging rogue twigs and curious squirrels under the velvet sky.
A connoisseur of all things delicious (except lettuce, for some obscure reason; I mean, who doesn’t like lettuce?), Holly soon sniffed out Bark ‘n’ Roll – the best 24/7 joint in town. Known for its K9 Kebabs, this was basically a four-legged version of an all-night diner. Lettuce was graciously absent from the menu, and folks, the peanut butter stuffed bones were to die for.
Now you see, Pawsburg ain’t all just about play. No sirree. After Boneville Academy, it was straight to practice at the Barking Band Hall, over near Boxer Beach. It turns out, the four-legged maestros were putting together a band, and guess who was the lead singer? You guessed right, our very own Holly!
After a splendid, yet sneaky-so-it’s-thrilling, Pawsburgian adventure, all roads led to The Snooty Snout Boutique for a little pampering before heading home. Holly wasn’t too keen on those ear-cleaning shenanigans, but a little tickling chin-chin kept her calm and content.
But, just our luck, that pesky delivery person – sent by Aunt Sue, no doubt – arrived at daybreak, huffing and puffing at our gate. Our little Pawsburg adventure was about to come to an abrupt end.
You’d think our miss adventure was about to be busted, until Holly took charge. Not one to back away from a standoff, she bounded into action, producing a series of barks that would terrify a lion, let alone a mere human. The delivery-person beat a hasty retreat, and our little secret remained safe for another glorious night.
Well, that’s it folks, the time’s run out and my tail’s all wagged out. Holly, the backyard Pawsburg explorer, the sassy lead singer, and the valiant defender of our doggy escapades, she’s one heck of a tale, don’t you think?
The End.
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