- Dog Tales
- November 25, 2023
**Title: Pawlitics and Kabobs: Dammitt’s Tale of Pawsburgh**: A Dammitt PawWord Story
Hey hooman, just wrapped a day at the doggo democracy den. Advised on the Great Kabob Crisis, rallied the hound council, and got us a strategy meeting with carrot cake! Tail wags for the win; we’ll chat more at dinner. Keep the treats coming – your pawlitical advisor and master of the gentle growl is on the JOB! 🐾 Dammitt, the Barkitect
**Title: Dammitt’s Day in Office**
In Pawsburgh’s grand narrative, where dogs of all coats and characters romp, I, Dammitt, stand – or rather prance – somewhat apart. My size belies my stature, for within the ink-splashed parchment of my fur lies a spirit that brings the most statuesque Mastiffs to their knees, be it in laughter or sheer awe.
It was a day like any other in Pawsburgh, except this morn had a shimmering layer of intrigue wrapped around it like a snug blanket, the kind that makes your tail wag despite the early hour. With an air reminiscent of Baskerville hounds (sans the ghastly howling), I embarked upon a quest to Samoyed Square, the nerve center of our anthropomorphic Pawsburgian democracy. Today, I wasn’t merely Dammitt; I was Dammitt, the Pawlitical Advisor.
The Howser family had left for work, oblivious to the weighty occurrences shaping up in the realm only visible to those walking on four. I pirouetted around a sunbeam escapee from the oblique grasp of dawn, mentally rehearsing my points for today’s council meeting. I was to advise on a matter pressing upon all whiskered hearts: the ever-decreasing size of Canine Kabobs’ portions.
Just as the town clock struck an emphatic nine—tail wags, naturally—I reached Hound Heights. Tails wagging and ears perked, my fellow canid compatriots greeted me with a decorum that belied our innate proclivity for digging and the occasional chewed slipper.
I seated myself at the head of the carved oak table – an indulgence of ours to mimic those ceremonial things humans so depend upon. The council of wise noses was an assembly not to be trifled with, yet my gaze was met with a camaraderie that is the hallmark of Pawsburgh.
“Citizens,” I barked, “we face a threat most egregious. Our sustenance – the noble kabobs – are withering like autumn leaves betwixt the merciless march of economization!”
A rumble of barks concurred, and for a fleeting moment, Pawsburgh’s decorum teetered on the edge of doggie discord. A master of the gentlest of growls, I soothed the council’s ire with a whimsy that Kingsley Amis surely would have chuckled over in the silent echo chamber of the afterlife.
“Now, dear hounds of every leash length,” I continued, “we must chart the course of a most delicate negotiation tomorrow at Paw-tisserie – carrot cake to cajole, espresso to embolden!”
Eyes wide as saucers, the proposals pattered forth amidst nostril-flaring excitement. I nodded approvingly, my stature no barrier to the influence I wielded.
As the stars claimed the day and I returned to the Howser abode, Whiskers extended a paw in salute, and Mr. Acorn chattered approval from a distance safely beyond chase’s siren call.
I curled up on soft cushions, mulling over the day’s pawlicies with a satisfaction that only comes from knowing I, Dammitt, am a little larger than life in this corner of Pawsburgh. For as I closed my button eyes, I knew even the most frolicsome of spirits could guide the pack with wit and finesse.
Our Pawsburgh – this hallowed retreat only known to our kind – thrived under the watchful care of its canine denizens, and tonight, I held the leash a little tighter, dreams alive with the promise of more winds licked by freedom, more drives to taste, and more kabobs to save.
Dammitt, out.
The End.
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