- Dog Tales
- October 24, 2023
Cassius Cash PawWord Story
Hey Mama Cash,
Your son has become an unexpected hero in our canine kingdom! Was invited to a secret meeting at Bow Wow Burgers last night by a fancy Mastiff from out of town. Seems we need to save our beloved Spencerville from a threat we never saw coming! Working alongside my pals Judge Cooper, Madam Bella and a sneaky cat, Jasper. Looks like your Cass is not just good for adorable selfies anymore. I’m on a mission. Wish the good boy luck!
Tail wags,
Cash
As we spun our tale at the Pup-Peroni, it sure felt like we could cause a renaissance of sorts in a joint as droll as this. Me, Cash, was lounging comfortably, idling my time, when a stamped envelope, the size of a postcard and sealed with a unique insignia, caught my attention.
“Perhaps an invitation,” I mused, stepping closer and sniffing at the peculiar scent. As I opened that foresaid envelope, therein lay a missive of the gravest import. It summoned the holder to the main square, by the “Bow Wow Burgers”. A meet, it said, of the utmost urgency; a matter of Spencerville’s existence.
“Land’s sake,” said I, with my ears standing up. Even my good-natured, fun-loving friends agreed that such business was no joking matter. It needed ‘em sturdy backbones and a strong spirit. And who was I to refuse? Being a Boxer of brindle and white, charming and convivial, with 55 lbs of solid muscle wrapped in soft fur, I had lived all my years in Spencerville, forming unbreakable bonds.
Judge Cooper, a German shepherd who donned spectacles that made him appear knowledgeable. Then there was Madame Bella, the Yorkshire terrier who had a certain air of elegance about her; sharp-tongued and sharp-minded. And Jasper, the silent player, a tabby from across the street, known to stir the pot more often than not.
Outside the Bow Wow Burgers, when we gathered at the stroke of midnight, a strange sight greeted us. A black limousine positioned at the middle of the square. An unknown Mastiff stepped out of the vehicle, dressed in a sharp suit, sunglasses resting on his broad snout, looking every bit like a diplomat.
“Citizens of Spencerville,” he addressed, in a low murmur that still echoed about the silence, “A grave threat is at hand. One that risks the peace we enjoy, the camaraderie we cherish, and the future we foresee,” he demonstrated, circling a map of Spencerville where the Beagle Beach intersected with the Collie Canyon.
Next day, outside of “The Wagging Tail Bookstore”, we all sat and chewed over the squeaky frog toy, pondering what fate has held in store. The lights of Spencerville were dimmed that night, the usually bustling streets stood eerily quiet, I knew then, in these trying times, our strength and unity will be truly put to test. But none could break the resolve of a noble boxer, or so I wished!
The End.
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