- Dog Tales
- December 9, 2023
The Pawsome Case of the Emerald Collar: A Tail-Wagging Tale of Canine Intrigue: A Lala PawWord Story

Hey hooman! 🐾 Just so you know, I sniffed out the mystery of the Emerald Collar heist in Pawsburgh – turned out to be Lady P’s posh paws behind it all! I’m more than just your cuddly furball, I’m the town’s top tail-detective 🕵️♀️. Catch you for cuddles later! – Lala 🐶✨
Ah, the delightful village of Pawsburgh, where the hydrants gleam like gold and the squirrels—oh, those twitchy-tailed miscreants—live in a perpetual state of nervousness. You see, my very existence keeps them on their dainty toes, and rightly so! Maple Lane knows my bark, my boundless charm, and, of course, the vigilant guardian of that cozily blue-trimmed house that I call home. I am Lala, and this, dear reader, is the whiff of my latest caper.
It began on a day escaped from the sun’s watchful eyes, veiled behind woolly clouds. Now, Pawsburgh—that bastion of canine civilization with a taste for the finer things in kibble—brimmed with whispers that sent tails a-thumpin’ and ears a-twistin’. Whiskers the cat, with a purr marinated in mystery, spoke of a heist, ‘tailored’ to shred the very fabric of Pawsburgian society. Indeed, the Snooty Snout Boutique had reported the dog-napping of the “Emerald Collar.”
“An inside job,” I mused, following the scentscape of intrigue that wound through Samoyed Square, meandered past Pup’s Parfait (where Pierre licked his chops over a bowl of haute cuisine doggy ice cream), and settled like a tempting treat under the nose at Canine’s Cuisine.
The local pawlice were befuddled, their leads colder than a nose without affection. Howbeit, Lala—yours truly—was not deterred. A fortuitous rendezvous at Pyrenean Peak with Ruby—the terrier with more nerve than a cat chasing its tale in canine territory—gave me the first savory sniff of a clue.
“Did your keen eyes spot something, little daredevil?” I inquired.
“Why Lala, it’s the Canine Couture Clothing magnet pins,” she yapped, her whiskers quivering with the thrill of scandal. “Gone. Vanished. Pinched!”
A collar, a pin, and a pinch of canine cunning—it was time to unleash the hound. Up the winding way of Spitz Spire, with my shadow stretching behind like a detective’s trusty trenchcoat, I fetched my thoughts.
“They’re after Pawsburgh’s Most Prized,” I growled, a barrage of thoughts worthy of a Pratchett narrative swirling in my head. “But they can’t be feline… far too canicular a crime.” The scent of sabotage tickled my nose, and thoughts pounced like playful pups upon the conclusion that this was not the work of Whiskers, but a devious dog within our midst.
And thus, under the guise of a leisurely lope, I prowled into Pet Partners Pet Supplies to confront the purveyor of pet paraphernalia. “Good day, sir,” I wagged politely, “might I sniff around your crime scene?”
The shopkeeper, a bulldog with a monocle polished to a shine only outdone by his bald pate, sniffed back. “Be my guest, Lala.”
Sniff I did, noses to the ground, as all detectives ought, and there! Beneath a squeaky toy display—a hint, a whisper of pea-scented perfume. “The infamous Lady P”, a poodle whose taste for trinkets was known all over Pawsburgh.
I voice my discovery with a bark, short and crisp like a subpoena served on a platter, and watched as the town’s ruffians set about unraveling the case. It wasn’t long before the Emerald Collar was found, gracing the naughty neck of Lady P, who sat unabashedly at Pooch’s Pizzeria, partaking of a plate of meatball marinara.
Ah, but that’s how it rolls in Pawsburgh. Secrets and sneaks, pilfers and pranks—we weave them like a grand tapestry of stories to recount upon the return to our human’s embrace. Every escapade, every wag of mystery is another tale to tail, and I, Lala, am just the pitbull to tell it—with a glint in my eye and a wag vehemently protesting anything citrus.
The End.
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