- Dog Tales
- October 13, 2023
Mister Pemberton PawWord Story
Hey Ma! Had a wild outing to Pawsburg. After some Furrific Fried Chicken and shunning broccoli (nightmarish veggie), we played games at Shih Tzu Stadium, where I attempted Mount Siberia for a Frisbee! But oops, the ground shook, and boom! We ended up marooned on an island. Making the best of it – fetch noises, paw-logs, and all. Stranded but together, we discovered a new Pawsburg. Still me, heart full of adventures, one frisbee richer, and forever loathing broccoli. Much love, Mr P.
Once, when the humans had all gone out of town, we dogs made our nocturnal escape to Pawsburg – as we always did. As you may well know, I’m Mister Pemberton: adventurer, gastronome, and a three-legged wonder, more in gusto than size. That night’s adventure, my dear friends, was a mystery even to us – an escapade of epic proportions.
We found ourselves on a breezy picnic by Retriever River, munching on treats swiped from The Doggy Bagel Deli. I, for one, had chosen a bag of Furrific Fried Chicken. You know me, I’d rob a bank if they filled their safes with chicken. So, naturally, I scoffed the lot down. Except for that abhorrent side of broccoli, which I promptly discarded into the river. I swear on my favorite dumpling squeaky toy, the thought of that vile vegetable haunts my dreams.
Anyways, with our bellies full and our hearts bursting with joy, we decided to form teams for a friendly contest at Shih Tzu Stadium. I, still satiated with chicken richness, decided to give it a pass. The sun was up, gleaming, and I’d always been partial to a good bask.
As my buddies tied their bandanas from Canine Couture Clothing and got down to their competition, I trotted towards the South Siberian Summit, like a lazily ambling black dumpling, the sun warming my coat. Suddenly, I noticed a lonely Frisbee lying atop the peak. Chasing objects isn’t my strong suit, but retrieving things with my mouth? Now that’s an entirely different ballgame – pun fully intended, my friends.
Up I went, my three-legged trot turning into a rapid scramble, which wasn’t really that rapid, but hey, it’s the effort that counts. As I reached the top, breathing heavily and grinning wide, I triumphantly grabbed the Frisbee. But dropped, as the ground beneath my paws started shaking, the summit coming apart. How it happened or why is a mystery, but my friends and I found ourselves washed away.
We woke up on the shore of an unfamiliar island. Wobbly on my paws, I scanned our surroundings before turning back to my friends.
“Now, I don’t want to overstate the obvious, but we seem to be a little… well, lost?” I said, trying to hide the anxiety in my voice. I could see Tilly, the Terrier, shaking behind Benny, the Boxer. They looked at me with large worried eyes. Well, there was nothing left to be done but turn a calamity into an adventure.
“Hey, might as well make the best of it, friends,” I grinned. “Who fancies a squeaky-dumpling hunt? Best finder gets the Furrific leftover chicken!”
With that, we set off, ready to take on whatever the island had in store for us. We stayed close, exploration interspersed with silly games and futile attempts to fashion messages on logs with our paws, hoping for rescue. But as always, our spirits couldn’t be dampened. For us dogs, every stumble was a new start, every lost landmark, an opportunity to find another.
After all, one thing was certain – stranded or not, we were together. And as a wise pug once said, as long as you have good company, anyplace becomes Pawsburg. That wise pug was me, by the way. I’m Mister Pemberton: three legs, one Frisbee, and a heart full of adventure. Now, who’s ready to fetch?
The End.
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