- Dog Tales
- November 21, 2023
Paws to the Stars: Lucy’s Cosmic Canine Odyssey: A Lucy PawWord Story
Hey, it’s StarPaw đâ¨! Just wanted ya to know I’m not just chasing my tail here in PawsburghâI’m on a space odyssey to the Feline Nebula for peace talks (I know, who let the dogs out, right?). It’s interstellar negotiations over who gets the cozy asteroids and sharing pancake secrets. Paws crossed, I’ll navigate us home without using up my nine lives, or rather, eight more barks. Over and out, Lucy đžđđ #DiplomaticDoggo
In the paw-bewitching expanse of Pawsburgh, hidden away from the prying eyes of the humankind, tails wag to the rhythm of secrets. There I was, Lucyâthe Sheltie with shades that rival the sunâs own palette, living my quaint life like a still from an old French film. You might not believe me, but today, as the town of Pawsburgh lay aslumber, I ventured into the stars. Not metaphorically, mind you. Weâre talking about the whole shebang: a starship with a Fido-Drive, the Milky Way, andâforgive me for thisâa universal fire hydrant.
This story began, as many stories do, with a crisis. The Great Canine Council had called for a volunteer, some brave soul to embark on the SS Snifferprise, to reach out to the Feline Nebulaâa diplomatic mission, they said. Some dogs have greatness thrust upon them; in my case, it was thrust by two eager tails, Max and Bella.
I wandered into Mastiff Meadows like I had misplaced my favorite blue ballâa prop to add dramatic tension. Max sniffed circles around me, while Bella stood as tall as one could on four legs, âLucy, itâs got to be you. You have the spirit of a cosmic voyagerâplus, I get hiccups on takeoff.â
Before a bark could be thought through, I found myself teleported to the Snifferprise. Captain’s log, I should be making that, shouldn’t I? But this ship had more buttons than there are scents on a fire hydrant, and I was supposed to be the captain. The irony! I, who treasure a sunspot and a well-gnawed ball, left to navigate the constellations. Ah, what we do for friends and chicken treats!
The starshipâs main deck was an array of shimmering lights, each flicker a siren call to our wanderings. âPaws ahead, warp kibble two,â I commanded with surprising gusto. The stars streaked like the scratches on the door when I’m eager for my walkâblurs of hurried lines in endless darkness.
Our mission, though draped in honor, was a chew toy of complexity. We would negotiate with a race of cats that believed they had proprietary rights to the dog bed asteroids of Harrier Harbor. A catastrophe, if left uncheckedâimagine dogs without beds!
Upon reaching the Feline Nebula, an array of cats welcomed us with the warmth of an uninterested tabby. Their leader, a regal Siamese with piercing blue saucers for eyes, looked me over like I was something brought in on a tomcat’s paw. Diplomacy, much like a good sniff, requires an excellent first impression.
You see, life on Pawsburgh prepared me well. It taught me the manners of the Bark-n-Bite Bistro, the stoic calm facing a bath after a muddy rompâskills I now employed. I extended a paw, âLet’s not fight over bedding. Surely, we can find a cozy corner to coexist, one that suits you and leaves a spot for our bones.â
Talks continued over Litter-Clump Teaâdonât askâand treaties were just as intricate as my avoidance of citrus, a detailed dance we both knew was for show. Yet, we agreed, leaving the dog bed asteroids free for the taking, and in exchange, we’d share the secrets of the Husky’s Hotcakes syrup recipe.
Steering the SS Snifferprise home, I watched the stars like flecks of a tennis ball against the void. Reentry would soon bring me back to my sun-dappled corner in the park, where tales of cosmic escapades would sound as likely as a cat doing the cha-cha.
They say every dog must have her day, but this dogâthis Sheltie named Lucyâshe had the night, too, and a star-streaked sky to keep her company until the morning’s play.
The End.
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