- Dog Tales
- December 2, 2023
Princess and the Stolen Ball: Unmasking Shadows in Pawsburgh: A Princess PawWord Story
Hey hooman, 🐾 it’s Princess, the bulldog detective of Pawsburgh! Just cracked a case where I sniffed out the thief of a prized tennis ball and taught Rocky the Rottweiler a lesson about real gusto. Just another day keeping the tail wags and tongue lolls genuine in our little town. Stay pawsome! 🕵️♀️🎾🐶 #BulldogBravado – Princess
The copper dawn barely cracked the sky as I nosed my way out of Mr. Wuffles’s warm abode and into the crisp air of Pawsburgh. The canopy of night still loomed over Diamond Doberman Dunes, but the burgeoning light was enough for the likes of me—a bulldog named Princess with a penchant for uncovering the town’s lesser-seen delights.
Tracing the familiar path to Blue Basenji Bay, I sidestepped the debris of nocturnal escapades, remnants of chase and merriment that would soon be stories told with wagging tails and eager eyes. The Bay, at this ungodly hour, was nothing short of serene—a still canvas awaiting the day’s first stroke.
I had an ally in this town, a black-and-white feline by the name of Whiskers, tiptoeing along society’s fringe. As I nestled by the bay, whispers of a petty caper reached my ears—a stolen tennis ball, one of import to the local hounds, vanished into the dusky veil of night. I knew then, a day that should have been spent in sun-soaked laziness beckoned me down a rather different path.
Paw-prints, as telling as the written word, had been left behind in the form of buttery crumbs leading from the scene of the crime back towards town. With a snort, I accepted the chase, the taste of peanut butter–laced sleuthing sparking a fire in my belly.
Barker’s Bakery was the heart of Pawsburgh’s culinary cosmos, and sourcing my first clue from there felt right as rain. Mr. Wuffles’s pastries were legend, but the real treat was the underbelly of information that passed through like the finest black market buttercream.
“Princess, you lookin’ more ruffled than a back alley in a breeze,” chuckled a beagle behind the counter, his apron dusted with the flour of innocence.
“A tennis ball—you seen it?” I asked.
“Sure, a scrappy terrier had one, not ten minutes ago,” he said, nodding toward the window.
A hop and a skip later, the pops and sizzles from Hound’s Hotdogs filled the smog-laden air. The terrier was chomping on a savory link. No sign of the ball.
I grumbled under my breath, less out of distaste for the missing article—my own ball awaited back home—and more from the feeling that I was being played. Noir was my backdrop, and all I needed was a spotlight moment to unveil the villain behind the curtain.
Whiskers, the source of my gut’s hunch, was perched atop a lamppost at Cocker Courtyard. “Whiskers, out with it,” I growled.
“Meow, Princess,” he smirked. “Follow the scent of ambition and watch where it collides with desperation.”
The sun was climbing now, stoking shadows and secrets alike. One revelation tugging at my conscience was the Doggie Daycare, a crèche of joy-brimmed barkers ‘cept for one—Rocky, the Rottweiler, sitting sullen in the corner.
My gaze met his. It was plain as the glare on a hairless cat; that ball, saturated in importance, bundled beneath him like a guilty plea.
“Blackmail, Rocky?” I ventured.
“Someone’s gotta know I got gusto, Princess. That ball… it’s my ticket,” he said, with a glint of somber hope that made my heart twinge.
I sighed. Those freckles on my nose must’ve softened me. “Rocky,” I continued, gentler now, “real gusto ain’t stolen. It’s earned.”
With a final snort and gaze at the dawning day, I did what any good dog would—negotiated a truce. He got his shot at gusto, the ball found its home, and I, Princess, lived to nap in my sun-kissed spot.
The tale? One more for Pawsburgh’s archive, where every bark held weight and every growl was laced with wisdom. For every Princess, there’s a fable, a story of shadows unmasked by the light of an Old English Bulldog’s heart.
The End.
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