- Dog Tales
- October 7, 2023
Fenway PawWord Story
“Hey, parental units! Our fav cookies vanished from the deli yesterday and we all flipped our lids! Especially yours truly, Fenny. Almost had a town of grumpy pets there, but I figured we’d throw on our puppy eyes at Bone Appetit and boom! Cookies replenished. If life’s bananas, remember to take the leash! Woof! đž- Fenny.”
It was a humdrum Tuesday in Spencerville when the unbelievable happened – the Cream sandwich cookies, the highlight among Spencerville furry denizens, especially your friend, Fenway, had vanished from Fetching Deli’s stock! I mean, really, who had the audacity to deprive the wrinkled bulldog of the crème de la crème of his culinary delights?
The moment Fenway caught wind of the situation, I saw him visibly shrivel in despair. I say, a sight as heartbreaking as a tennis ball deprived of its bounce. Even Barkley, Spencer, Lil Dot, and the clan felt the tremor in the universe of Spencerville. Even Millie forgot about her leaf fascination, for goodness sake!
We gathered at Dog-gone Good BBQ, trying to keep our spirits alive. Fenway stared blankly at his untouched bowl of barbecued ribs, his tad of the stubborn bulldog surfacing. “Bananas!” he would always say, a sign of intense distaste. Well, I reckon today, the lack of cookies elicited the same response.
It dawned on me, we were facing an edible crisis here and nobody wants a grumpy bulldog, much less a town full of petulant pets. So, we planned. Sampson suggested searching the tennis ball stock in the Doggy Depot, his obsession with basketballs having convinced him that all round objects held unfathomable secrets.
Marley, all sassy and narcissistic, proposed her own beauty regimen as a solution. “I don’t know, darling, but my conditioner always makes things better,” she stated with an air of nonchalance. Well, that certainly wasn’t going to bring the cookies back, was it?
After dismissing Tanner’s idea of holding a sĂŠance for the departed cookies, Fenway, from a corner, announced, “We simply march down to Bone Appetit, put on our best begging eyes and ask them to bake our cookies. Woof!”
Looking at each other, we knew our leader had spoken. Armed with a plan and Fenway’s unmatched determination, we found ourselves back at Fetching Deli the next day. There, our beloved cookies were replenished, Fenway’s wrinkles unraveled in joy, and Spencerville avoided further disaster. Yes, that was one heck of a Tuesday, my friends, a story lived to be retold later. And remember, my dear pets, if life goes bananas, remember your favorite cream sandwich cookies – they’re never far away if you choose to take action. Woof!
The End.
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