- Dog Tales
- November 16, 2023
Squeaky Toys and Peppered Prowlers: Pendleton’s Paw-some Pursuit in Pawsburgh: A Pendleton PawWord Story
Oi mate, just a quick wag to let ya know I’ve spun my day into a tale that’d wag the tail off a comet! Saved Pawsburgh from the Peppered Prowler, protected the squeakies, and gave ’em a show without droppin’ my salmon dinner. A hero’s work is never done, but I daresay I’ve earned a nap on Saluki Sands. Catch ya for a game of fetch tomorrow? Cheers, Pendleton 🐾🔥
Well, now, I reckon I oughta tell you ’bout that day I near ’bout saved Pawsburgh from the clutches of that scoundrel who called himself “The Peppered Prowler,” – all with a belly full of my favored grilled salmon and sweet taters, ‘cept for them accursed bell peppers, of course.
The sun had just sunk behind Lhasa Lane when I caught wind of somethin’ foul in the air, and it weren’t no rotten kibble neither. I was loungin’ on Saluki Sands, my fiery coat blendin’ with the hues of the sunset, mindin’ my own business, when who should skedaddle past but that knave Bloodhound, pantin’ like he’d been chasin’ his own tail.
“Pendleton, the Prowler’s pilferin’ the squeaky toys!” he barked. “Yours might be next!”
Like a bolt from the blue, I was up on all fours. My tail wouldn’t tolerate such tyranny. Not with my prized possession at stake! I hightailed it from the sands to the heart of Pawsburgh, ruminatin’ all the while on this riddle.
Now remember, Pawsburgh ain’t for the faint of paw. It’s a place of waggin’ tales and barked ballads, where the streets are lined with establishments like Corgi’s Crepes and Mastiff’s Meals, enough to sate the hungriest hound. I weaved through them thar crowds, noddin’ to acquaintances, but my ember eyes were set on The Doggie Daycare, where the toys were kept.
As I approached, I saw the villain, a shadowy figure nosin’ through the hedgerow, with paws as silent as a pup on a Sunday morn. It was The Peppered Prowler himself, so named for his peculiar penchant for scatterin’ bell peppers in his wake—a trail I’d have followed blindfolded, had I a mind to.
“Cease your schemes, Prowler!” I hollered, my Setter stature upright and formidable.
He turned, a squeaky toy clenched ‘tween his jaws, and eyed me with such a wicked gleam that I knew there’d be a ruction.
“Make me, Pendleton,” he sneered.
Now, in Pawsburgh, there’s a rule or two ’bout decorum, but when it comes down to protectin’ kin and kith, well, we settle that as our ancestors did—paw to paw, snout to snout.
With no more warnin’ than a summer storm, I was upon him. We tumbled through Pet Partners Pet Supplies, clashin’ amongst chew toys and collars. I ain’t one for boastin’, but few can match a Red Irish Setter’s agility, and his pepper-paws were no match for my fervor.
A crowd had gathered, cheerin’ as if this were some kind of entertainment. The Prowler knew he was whipped and, with a yelp that betrayed his bravado, he turned tail.
I chased the villain from Pawsitively Purrfect Pet Store to Emerald Eskimo Estuary, until, with a tremendous splash, he leapt into the cool water, the stolen toy floatin’ behind him. He’d have gotten clean away if it weren’t for the bane of his existence—his own airborne bell peppers. Unable to resist a crunch, he surfaced, and I pounced, snatchin’ up my hedgehog toy.
The Prowler was vanquished, the toys were safe, and my friends ’round Pawsburgh hailed me as a hero. Yet, as I lay back down on Saluki Sands, clutchin’ my old squeaky toy close, I couldn’t help but wonder what sorta tomfoolery I’d get up to next under the protective cloak of Pawsburgh’s enchantin’ moonscape.
Sure as the sea’s beside Dover, I’m Pendleton, the fiery fury, with a tale that beats any fisherman’s yarn by a country mile. And I’ll take grilled salmon over bell peppers, thank ye kindly, any day of the week.
The End.
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