- Dog Tales
- October 8, 2023
Otis PawWord Story
Hey Mom, guess what? Woke up to aliens dockin’ by the river! Bit of a shocker, but I got the gang together for Operation Fetch! Raided Doggy Delight, forgot veggies. Oops! Been guarding Spencerville like a pro. Feelin’ like we’re in our own sci-fi flick. We’re not backin’ down, not on my watch. Woof woof! – Oats
It all kicked off at an ungodly hour with sunlight spilling in through the keyhole, under the door, and anywhere else it could worm its bastard way in. Otis had dragged his tired eyes open, just in time to spot something rather uncanny down by the Cream Maltese Meadow.
Never a one to believe in all that hokum about extra-terrestrial species, I’d say his barking smacked of paranoia. Then again, here we were, watching spaceships dock alongside Golden Retriever River, their metallic sheen cutting across the glimmering dawn waters.
“Oh, bloody hell!” Otis barked, caught between fascination and alarm. Not cats, not dogs, not the delivery person, but the blinking aliens! Cheeky buggers, I tell ya.
We gathered our wits and our frightened friends, and came up with an ingenious plan – Operation Fetch!, named after our favorite Spencerville shop. The strategy involved toys and treats, speed, and a dash of deception.
With the stealth of a fox and speed to embarrass a cheetah, we raided Doggy Delight, dashing out with garlic chicken kebabs. Thank God, Otis’s foodie heart didn’t discriminate against poultry. But how did we forget the bloody vegetables?
Within the hour of spotting the alien scoundrels, Operation Fetch! was in full swing. At the heart of it all was Otis, refusing to bend to fear or the unbeknownst elements of the universe. You could see it in his eyes, hear it in his growls, the determination to protect Spencerville, the buggers won’t eat lunch here.
“Sod the aliens.” Otis seemed to say, but part of me wondered if he held any sympathy for the creatures. They were much like the cats of our world, strangers in an alien land. Yet these ‘cats’ wished us no friendship.
Hours turned into days, and days into weeks, the rhythm of life unfurling under an alien sky. Yet, through it all, one truth remained transparent – Otis, the salt-and-pepper Mini Schnauzer, was Spencerville’s fiercest defender. A dog whose love for his town mirrored his love for a deflated old basketball, steadfast, enduring, and unyielding.
As I write this, between sips of stolen moonshine, the sight of Western Labradoodle Lake shimmering under the invading alien lights, I feel a twinge of hope. If a Mini Schnauzer named Otis can stand tall against extraterrestrial buggers, we all can.
And I tell you, dear reader, regardless of how this ends, you’ll find us fighting till the last breath, every cat, dog, and yes, even the bloody delivery person. For we, the residents of Spencerville, echo the courage of our beloved Otis, and let it be known that we are not a walkover, not in the very least. Not today, not ever.
The End.
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