- Dog Tales
- November 7, 2023
Trixi PawWord Story
Hey there, it’s your dog-narrator, Trixi from Spencerville! Life’s been a whirlwind of squeaky toys, salmon delights, shared laughs over broccoli-hating, and mouse-chasing in the open fields. Still conquering the beast called “Water” though, woof. Missing your belly rubs, hope to see you soon! Paws & Love, Trixi 🐾
In the suave streets of Spencerville, life is in constant motion. Its turquoise sky, dotted with fluffy clouds, bear witness to our lives, carefully woven into an enchanting tapestry. The town carries unspoken rules; this utopia meticulously sustaining itself, a haven where pets ruled. And thus, here commences another day.
Disdaining dawn’s early hour, I stumble from sleep’s enchanting embrace, shaking off the last fragments of dream dust. Awakened by the serene beauty of Upper Black Bulldog Bay, it’s barely visible through the morning mist. I then proceed to grab my beloved mouse-shaped squeaky toy placed beside the always comfortably warm cobblestones on Beagle Beach.
My day starts unabated at Fetch! Toys and Treats. The door swings open, and I’m greeted with the hustle of pet commerce: the undisputed evidence of another bustling day in Spencerville. Silver jingle bells chime my arrival as I stroll down the aisle, glancing at the fresh shipment of squeaky toys—a sight to behold! And yet, none rival the bond I share with my mouse-shaped confidante.
Then comes, Chow Down Chow Chow. That peculiar, aromatic scent wafting from within the establishment sparked an uncontrollable growl from my belly. I recognize it instantly – Salmon. The mere whiff dueling with my senses, instantly catapulting me to gastronomic utopia. I find Willy there, munching away his share, provincial in appearance yet royal in demeanor. Our mutual contempt for the green nemesis, broccoli, evokes shared laughter, strewn under the tarpaulin of camaraderie.
Afraid one might wonder? Of water, one might jest? The reflected memories of water, a brisk reminder of my fears, transforming lakes into seas, puddles into oceans. A quick, silent prayer for courage is whispered, in the hope of one day overcoming the aqua beast that lay in wait.
The day unrolls, with narratives by the paw-full. Coming across Eastern White Westie Woods, I play, work and contribute to my beloved Spencerville. Being terrified of water but taking joy in the open fields and squeaky toy chases, such is the paradox of my existence. But look for the joys, they say, and in the midst, understand the fears. And so, the tale of Spencerville persists, as I retire under the blanket of stars, serenaded by Beagle Beach’s whispering winds.
But my heart aches, longing for that familiar scent, yearning for the tickling sensation of having someone rub my belly… and waiting. Waiting to be reunited with her who brought joy through her every visit, and with whom I hope to share my charming tale of Spencerville. But till then, my story continues.
The End.
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