Larkin PawWord Story

My name is Larkin. I am a male English Bulldog. My visual description is Larking was brindle and white.. she had a dark patch on each of her sides kinda close to her waist line from seasonal Alpacia.

Hey Family!

Your furry knight, Larkin, aka “the Larkinator”, has been keeping Spencerville in check – from ruling over his animal kingdom with pal Sadie to fiercely battling monstrous vacuum cleaners. Shop owner’s pet in the AM, town hero by dusk. Besides, who else will ensure we survive the apocalypse while maintaining a perfectly waxed, ebony coat, eh? Talk later!

Love,
The Larkinator

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Why, if it ain’t the old bustling hubbub of Spencerville! Ain’t nowhere finer for a refined critter like Larkin, bearing the spirit of a knight in a dog’s suit, to hang his collar. Nowhere else can his ebony patchwork be the talk of the town or his peculiar love for that bacon-greased kibble become common chit-chat around Paws On The Grill.

Mornings seen him saunter his way through the open alleys of The Doggy Depot. Shoppin’ was never a task for our knight; selecting the finest blanket under which to coil himself became an event. A marvel to behold!

Lunch hours were spent enjoyin’ a slice at that Pupperoni Pizza and pickin’ the perfect chew toy or two at Pet Partners Pet Supplies. His relentless pursuit of the perfect blue-bird stuffy defined the afternoon, often bought under the indulgent gaze of the store owners.

Out in that Silver Siberian Summit, him and Sadie, the black Schanuzer, built an empire of their own. They stood together, bridle and black-furred, ruling over a congregation of diverse critters, a veritable Den of the Brave. Dogged, them two was, hunting for leftover scraps of that revolting lettuce and burying them deep where no nose could detect it. They made quite a sight, those two, like heroes in a legendary tale of bravery and camaraderie.

Relationships in Spencerville ain’t the normal kind, they’re fruitful bonds deeper than most human friendships. Here, our Dawg-knight found kinship with Sadie, both fashioning matching attires, mirroring each other on splendid sunny days. They’d even face the monstrous vacuum cleaner together, two brave souls united against the common enemy, a sight to stir any heart.

Every afternoon, he meandered towards his favorite idling spot. A cozy corner in that sprawling backyard, just under the shade of a large, leafy tree, where he could laze away the day under a welcoming, sun-kissed blanket.

And that’s the simple, quiet life in Spencerville, with our English bulldog knight, Larkin. It’s been a doozy surviving the apocalypse, but like the best of us, Larkin takes it in his stride, calm as cucumber, brave as they come. Ain’t no vacuum cleaner or cataclysm gonna unnerve him.

There’s one thing for sure – ain’t no better place for a pet like Larkin to spend his eternity, no sir, Spencerville is a paradise, a near perfect utopia brought alive by our four-legged friends. Heck, I can barely wait for Larkin to guide me to the Pupperoni Pizza joint when we meet on the other side. And that, friends, is the God’s honest truth.

The End.