- Dog Tales
- October 28, 2023
Desi PawWord Story
Hey, it’s Desi, your resident canine superhero! Had a rough day over at Pawsburg. Almost had a run-in with a pickle at Bow Wow Burgers (yuck), but duty called and I joined forces with Fluffy and Max to bring down the mongrel menace at Mrs. Schnauzer’s store. We’re not just man’s best friends, we’re Pawsburg’s protectors. Whoof-Whoof! -Desi, The Tail-Wagger.
It was a Thursday in Pawsburg, or so I think. We dogs, we can’t read calendars. But I could tell it was nearing the weekend because the town was teeming with the frenzied wagging of dog tails. As usual, I had slipped off to Pawsburg while my owner slumbered, unaware of my moonlight adventures. So here I sat, at my regular table at Bow Wow Burgers, my taste buds in keen anticipation for a mouse-sized burger.
“But not a sliver of pickle,” I told Fifi, the poodle waitress. “Those things are revolting.”
She gave a dismissive laugh, the clinks of her charm-filled collar echoing around the room. “Still afraid of pickles, Desi?”
That statement earned her an indignant huff from me. I was not afraid of pickles. I just didn’t like them. They were slimy, green, unnatural abominations. Yuck!
As I waited for my food, donned in my pink striped cape (because all superheroes need a good cape), I noticed a group of snarling mongrels blocking the entrance of Pet Partners Pet Supplies. And inside, stood Mrs. Schnauzer, the shop owner – her fur standing on end.
The pups have come to Pawsburg for an adventure, and trouble seemed eager to provide a grand welcome. I darted out of the restaurant, my tail a banner flying with heroic intent, and made it to Pet Partners. But, of course, I couldn’t do this alone.
I let out a distinct whistle, a signal that echoed and bounced off the corners of Pawsburg. From the distant blue waves of Upper Black Bulldog Bay, Fluffy, that lumbering ball of affection darted towards us. And from atop Beagle Beach’s highest dune, Max sprung into action – his shyness forgotten in the thrill of adventure.
“Alright, team,” I barked, “Fluffy, you take the left. Max, guard the right. I’ll go through the middle.”
Like a well-oiled machine sprang into action. Fluffy with his deep growls, Max with his speed, and me with my unexpected feistiness. We were the Pet Avengers. Pickles, bully mongrels, snow or rain – it did not matter. We were here to preserve the tranquillity and joy of Pawsburg. Yes, what an adventure life is, indeed!
The End.
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