- Dog Tales
- November 4, 2023
Cash Hendrix PawWord Story
Hey there, Cash ‘Bulldog King’ Hendrix here. Just enjoying a top-dog evening at the ‘Bark ‘n’ Roll’ soiree at Corgi Castle. Mingling with mates, evading Corgi suitors, and remembering how a golden retriever’s gift switched my life from snooty to esteemed. Savoring biscuit treats, chuckling at hot-dog mishaps, and toasting to life in our beloved Pawsburg. But remember, stealing my rubber chicken is ill-advised. – Cash
As night fell over Pawsburg – the clandestine city of our four-legged kin, yours truly, Cash Hendrix, slipped away. The humans were settling in, obliviously awaiting their share of dreams. It was ‘Paws-time’ now. Ah, the charm of Pawsburg, the canine equivalent of Sin City but without the sin part, beckoned to me from the quiet corners of Lower Golden Gate Gardens to the festive joy echoing from Boxer Beach.
Corgi Castle was hosting a ‘Bark ‘n’ Roll’ soirée, and I had every intention of outdoing myself, as usual. In those strapped dancing shoes, my regal black and white coat sparkled under the ball lights. A sight of grandeur, they’d say. Others, who were not toothy for flattery, called it what it was; Cash rules the roost.
Of course, I wasn’t always this popular. It began when Lady, the saint golden retriever, bestowed upon me a simple rubber chicken. I fancy that thing. It’s not a toy but a sacred relic to my kind, a symbol of loyalty, indeed. Hell hath no fury like a bulldog robbed of his rubber chicken.
Indulging in some casual evasion from the Corgi’s relentless suitor, I found a hushed moment to appreciate the festivities, munching on the peanut butter biscuits smuggled from Mrs. Harnet’s—good stuff, those treats, tasted of home and hearth. God, I abhor ketchup, almost fled the scene when that mutt messed up the carpet with his hot-dogs.
Pawsburg, for all its cutesy chaos, was my speck of peace. It was here that I found friendships unthinkable by day, secrets shared over games of toss-the-bone. And perhaps the bond that evolved with the formidable Lady transformed me from a snooty snout to someone the fellas could look up to. The town being caught up in my paradoxical charm just added an entertaining twist to it all.
Oh, how I fancied Pawsburg; the comfort of familiar companions, the thrill of passionate pursuits, the satisfaction of a well-earned nap on Mrs. Harnet’s porch as I watched the sunrise, enlivening my city with gentle warmth. It was a grand life, woven with threads of simplicity, adorned with gems of laughter, drama, and a love deeper than any chew toy. Cash Hendrix, they’d say, the bulldog king, an endearing geezer wrapped in a stern coat, the heart of Pawsburg.
The End.
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