- Dog Tales
- October 8, 2023
Lola PawWord Story
Hey Dad, last night I halted a toy heist staged by Jack, the squeaky-thief! Stole back all the Kongs during an exhausting trek to Maltese Meadow. Felt as challenging as eating a salad but ended up as satisfying as a cheeseburger! Pawsburg is safe and snoozing, on me! All in a night’s work for Pawsburg’s best detective, Lollypop! 🐾🔎🍔
Last night, as Pawsburg plunged into its usual soft moonlit gloom, I, Lola, the Australian Bulldog, with an uncontrollable zeal for cheeseburgers and tug of war, found myself in the middle of an escapade, unlike any other. I sighed as I thought about the human-Coors Light equivalent of a cheeseburger that was waiting for me at The Bone Appetit, and I knew my darn duty called. Duty before beauty sleep, as they say, or was it hungry bulldogs?
Just as I slipped into my dream, a ruckus stirred the serene town. Peggy’s bark echoed through the Dalmatian Desert and into my cozy doghouse. Alas! The thief. Yes, the squeaky-toy burglar had struck again, snatching the town’s precious Kongs while their rightful owners were out playing bobbing for balls in the Southern Golden Retriever River!
I slipped into my detective collar, the one with the miniature badge, and headed to the scene – The Pooch Playhouse. The place felt emptier than the brain of that vacuum cleaner at home, which I despised. Paw prints, the size of a Saint Bernard’s, led right into The Tail Wagger’s Tailor.
The heist was massive! As I prowled around the shop, a whiff hit me. No, not the underwhelming scent of salad, thank heavens, but a familiar musk – Jack, the notorious squeaky thief and his comically large Bernard paws. It wasn’t going to be easy apprehending him. His hideout known to be at the peak of Maltese Meadow, the only thing steeper than this mountain was my ire for salads.
Retrieving the stolen toys felt like trying to extract all the treats out of my Kong in one go. Breathtaking, but ultimately satisfying, like that time when I caught a glimpse of the delivery man falling into our pool.
At the end of the night, as The Bone Appetit’s grilled cheeseburger melted in my mouth, the city’s squeaky-toys safe and sound at the Pooch Playhouse, I couldn’t help but ponder – there’s being ‘man’s best friend’ and then there’s being ‘Pawsburg’s best detective’. I, Lola, definitely aced at both, with a dash of Tina Fey-style charm. I winked at Peggy, ready for dreamland.
Safe to say, crime wouldn’t dare to sneak into Pawsburg for a while. The day was saved, once again, by none other than the courageous white and brown detective, Lola. And if it returned? Well, I’ll just have to take a bite out of crime again. But until then, bring on the cheeseburgers, hold the salad.
The End.
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