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- November 19, 2023
Pawsburg Rising: Sue Jangles and the Bulldog Legacy: A Sue Jangles PawWord Story
Hey Mom,
Just a quick update: In this mad world, I’ve become a leader among paws, rebuilding Pawsburg with a dash of bulldog grit and a sprinkle of cheddar chippies! My stuffed bat’s our symbol of hope, and we’re crafting a new legacy. No humans, but heaps of heart and hound-dacity. Tell the fam I’m the guardian of hope and give ’em a hug for me.
Licks and wags,
Sue Jangles
In a world scrubbed raw by calamity, where humanity had scurried away leaving their bravest companions to fend for the remnants, amongst those who stood paw deep in the legacy of their humans, was I, Sue Jangles—the Bulldog with tales longer than any leash could hope to be.
Remember Pawsburg? The charmed haven—now it mirrored a fortress, repelling the chaos that sundered the outside. I would often find my four-legged self strolling along the deserted lanes of Eskimo Estuary, the once-teeming waters now eerily silent, save for the lapping that whispered of the upheaval. I would meander through Bloodhound Bluffs, the cliffs standing forlorn, a quiet testimony to eternity, and trot down the despairing emptiness of Akita Alley.
But bulldogs are known for our tenacity—a quality as inherent as the infamous drool upon our jowls—so it was in Retriever’s Restaurant that the seeds of a pawssible resurgence were planted. The mere scent of cheddar chippies, my Achilles’ heel, seemed to drift from some haunt, bringing life back to my steadfast heart.
“’Ello, Sue! Fancy a nibble?” teased Ivy, her shadow gliding through the establishment. “The kitchens may be sparse, but spirits are rich in nachos.”
Oh, and Sassy—her feline sass intact—even as her species had no business in our doggish utopia. “Sue, dear, even in a world of mutts, a touch of cattitude remains priceless,” she’d quip, her whiskers twitching with mischief.
Despite the absence of our humans, we were a pack, and packs survive.
It was on the littered outpost of what was once Happy Hounds Dog Walking that I dug up our beacon of hope—my trusty stuffed baseball bat, buried as if by the forepaw of fate. I brandished it like a general, rallying the canine troops.
“My friends” — my voice was raspy, not just from the dust of ruin but with emotion too — “our humans may be gone, our squeaky toys silenced, but we are not the kind to lie down and await the next walk that’s never coming. We must rebuild, for the love of the chase, the thrill of the scratch behind the ear, and yes, for the glory that is the perfect, sun-warmed belly rub.”
We started with The Howling Husky Hardware Store, scavenging supplies to fortify our beloved Pawsburg. Though numbers were few, our resolve stood, as resilient as the bond with those we lost.
Day turned to night, and we, a motley crew, found solace at Pooch’s Pub. It wasn’t the ale that warmed us, but the embers of community that sparked around old tales and dreams of fresh tomorrows.
And as I lay my heavy head down each night, I prayed to the spirits of ear scratches and full bowls that our endeavors would honor not just those who had gone, but the lives we had yet to live. For in this post-apocalyptic purgatory, we, the valiant dogs of Pawsburg, led by one brindle-coated Bulldog whose heart was as stout as her frame, were not just survivors. We were the custodians of hope, and the torchbearers of a legacy that would never be extinguished.
Rest assured that with every sun that rose over the bluffs and every hint of cheese that dreamily wafted through the alleys, we—Sue Jangles and the indomitable spirits of Pawsburg—were constructing not just a town, but a new world, one paw print at a time.
The End.
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