- Dog Tales
- December 9, 2023
Woofs from Beyond: Millie’s Extraterrestrial Encounter in Pawsburg: A Millie PawWord Story
Hey Pack Leader, just giving you the tail-end of my latest caper. Outsmarted some wet-behind-the-ears aliens with a dry shampoo ambush in Pawsburg. Turned a potential tussle into a tail-wagging palaver! Served up moon-cheese hospitality and earned some interstellar pals. Just another day for your local herding heroine. 🐾 Stay pawsome! – Millie, the Canine Crusader 🌟✨
I pranced through Vizsla Valley, paws padding lightly on the emerald tangle – no humans about, just us K9s in Pawsburg. I’m Millie, by the by, Australian Kelpie, ace herder, friend to every mutt and mongrel in this four-legged utopia. It’s hard to explain the thrill, this secret life of ours tucked in between tick-tocks of the big clock our humans seem to obey. And yeah, I got a tale to wag today, one that’d mangle the whiskers of any pup into a twist.
This one kicked off just the other day. Squirrel toy in mouth, I left Terrier Tacos – their ‘Barkito Bowls’ are to bark for – when the sky turned weirder than a pug’s mug. Imagine that, will you? An eerie glow shadowing Briard Bridge, and no, it wasn’t the usual festive lights. No, amigos, this was something celestial, kinda like what Duke, the collie mix, mentions when he gets into the fermented kibble.
So there I am, squinting, this notion nudging my noggin that perhaps this isn’t your standard Pawsburg party. Suddenly, that glow cracks open like an egg over Pyrenean Peak, spitting out these… things. Not squirrels, not cats, and definitely no breed recognized by the Kennel Club. Aliens! Legitimate extraterrestrials, descending on Sniffer’s Sandwiches like it’s an all-you-can-eat buffet, and let me tell ya, no dog signed off on their chit for endless chow.
We’re talking canines capering in chaos, and me? I’m barking orders, a conductor in a concerto of growls and yaps. Picture us, a scruffy militia scrambling, X-Files without the files. It was an invasion, a test of our tail-waggery and dogged determination.
“Don’t slobber on the strategy,” I snapped, wit as dry as kibble to old Baxter, who was, indeed, drooling on the plans we scratched in the dirt. “We need a ploy as clever as we are cute.” And right then, between the weird whirrs and beeps, the disco from outer space, I got a lightbulb – not the glowy, alien kind – but an idea bright as day.
Off to the Spa for Paws – a dash smoother than a greyhound’s gait. “Fill the tubs!” I barked, sleek coat shimmering with the genius of it all. The Wagging Tail Bookstore clerk, who’s a bookworm by breed, had spilled the interstellar beans: these critters, see, they’re soggier than a hound dog’s handshake – can’t stand the dry.
Now mind you, this isn’t my first rodeo, nor my first romp beyond the leash. So when we unleashed a dry shampoo fiesta, feathers of talc floating through the air like winter’s first snowfall, those aliens crinkled like they’d sniffed a whole lemon grove. The bunch were about as pleased as I am when those cantankerous sprinklers go berserk – oh, the frenzied dash they made!
We had ’em, outfoxed by the foxy folks of Pawsburg, confined to the suds and bubbles of a canine cosseting coop. “Let’s chew this over, have a palaver,” I suggested, tail poised with purpose. There we sat, pups and extraterrestrials in a powwow thicker than peanut butter.
It turns out, these visitors, they weren’t here for a scuffle, just a sniff and a wag – got turned around on their intergalactic stroll. So, we shared the heart of Pawsburg hospitality – offered them Tail-Twitching Treats (alien-approved), and had a yap, learning about galaxies where hydrants are made of moon cheese.
When the sun dipped low, it was adios to our visitors, wagging off in a ship as shiny as a whistle-clean bowl, leaving behind a tale that’d twirl in every tail and dance in dreams of kibble-filled nights. Just a day in the life of Millie, top dog in Pawsburg – town of whispers, wags, and now, woo-woof wonders from worlds beyond.
The End.
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