- Dog Tales
- November 19, 2023
The Chocolate Milk Muddle: Teddy and the Case of the Missing Moo!: A Teddy PawWord Story
Hey Mom,
Imagine me, your Tedward, turned detective overnight! Chocolate milk gone AWOL in Pawsburgh, but my furry squad & I are on the scent. Climbed Malamute Mt., wrangled a confession from Bernie, and now it’s a showdown with The Cowsmopolitan. Tail’s up for a milk heist mystery – chocolate justice will prevail! 🐾🕵️♂️
Licks and wagging tails,
Tedward 🐶🔎
I awoke with a start, the scent of intrigue tickling my snout before my eyes even cracked open. Today was no ordinary day in Pawsburgh; the whispers of the wind spoke of a howling mystery atop Malamute Mountain. I leapt from my cozy nook, my red fur standing as if electrified by the very thought of adventure, and nabbed a quick slurp of chocolate milk to fuel the thrill ride ahead.
“Teddy,” came Sunny’s urgent bark as she rounded the corner, her shepherd fur-outline a frantic blur against the first rays of dawn. “The Chocolate Milk Muddle! It’s gone missing!”
My gaze sharpened, as cool as the ice in a winter gale. “Missing? Implausible!” I cried, trying to keep my tail’s betrayal of worry in check. “Lead the way!” I wasn’t just any husky; I was Teddy, the Red Siberian with more charm than a cat with a fishing pole.
We bounded through Pawsburgh—the kind of run that could make your fluffy tail think it’s a propeller—only to meet Cricket and Buttons before the rising silhouette of Malamute Mountain. “It’s dire,” Cricket yipped, shifting from paw to paw. “The whole milk supply!”
Buttons yawned, unfazed, his little Havanese body looking comically serene amid the canine commotion. “I might have seen something… for a treat, you know?”
I sighed, my own disapproval of bribery sitting as comfortably as a cat at a dog’s birthday party, but I relented. “Fine! Fetch! Toys and Treats, then top of the peak, pronto!” I said, digging into my stash for the day’s adventure.
The Wagging Tail Bookstore doorbells jangled a cheerful tune as we passed, and I gave the shop a longing look before our mysterious trail stole back my focus. But the book nooks would have to wait—chocolate milk was a husky’s right, not a privilege!
Up the path of Malamute Mountain we clambered, the trail as precarious as a house of cards in a pup’s playroom. Sunny scrambled with graceful accuracy, Cricket with plucky determination, and Buttons with… Well, he was there too. And I? I would have scaled a thousand mountains for the sake of my beloved chocolate goodness.
At the summit, we found it: not our stolen milk, but something more—a secluded parlor as cozy as a pup in a blanket pile. Labrador Lunch by name, a culinary treasure hiding in plain sight.
A Saint Bernard behind the counter, bandana askew, greeted us with a nervous smile you’d expect from a chihuahua caught impersonating a great dane. “Oh, Teddy! Your usual milk…” His voice trailed off, guilt as plain as a fire hydrant in a field of daisies.
With a dash of Mel Brooks flair, I delivered my most dramatic proclamation. “Out with it, Bernie! Or as Dog is my witness, I’ll act more hampered than a hamster in a handbag!”
Bernie wilted. “It was the Great Pawsburgh Milk Heist, see! This newfangled furball, calling himself The Cowsmopolitan, he… he’s looking to corner the market! Went and siphoned every last drop of your treat!”
Sunny barked in disbelief, Cricket howled in despair, Buttons perked up—clearly, this was the storm of mischief he’d been waiting for.
My paws tingled as I leaned in, eyeing Bernie with resolve sharper than a fox terrier’s teeth on a T-bone. “Then we’ll just have to uncorner it. Squad—paws in!”
“We’re up for it!” they cheered, their barks echoing off the dunes and mountain like a symphony for justice. The Milk Heist would not be our downfall—it was merely the beginning of a fur-raising escapade. And who better than Teddy, the magnanimous Red Siberian Husky, and his band of plucky pals to have Pawsburgh’s back? With wit as my witness, tails would wag again!
The End.
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