- Dog Tales
- December 17, 2023
Pawsburgh Promenades: A Bulldog’s Tale of Love and Holiday Shenanigans: A Gunner PawWord Story
Hey Buddy! 🎄✨ I’ve just had the most pawesome holiday adventure in Pawsburgh! Met a chic Poodle named Bella while out with the fur-gang. We hit it off, believe it or not! I’m now a Bulldog with a heart as full as my belly after turkey dinner. Catch ya on the flip side of the dog park! 🐾 – Gunner the Pirate 🏴☠️
Ah, the holidays in Pawsburgh – those jolly days when the aroma of roasted turkey and candied yams wafts through every doggy door, and every tail wags with a little extra fervor. I’m Gunner, by the way, your friendly neighborhood Bulldog. Not to brag, but I’ve got this right eye patch that makes me look like a pirate – a very cuddly, chicken-loving pirate.
So there I was, in my nook by the fireplace, as the flames danced to the tune of Mr. Jensen’s holiday medleys. The old man loved a good Carol, and so did I, though I was in tune as much as a cat in a dog choir – which, between you and me, should never be a thing.
The spirit of the season had the kids outside sprinkling their laughter like festive confetti, and inside, Mr. Jensen dozed, snug in his armchair, the occasional “ho-ho-ho” escaping his lips. But Pawsburgh awaited; a fabled land where leashes and collars were passé, and the adventures were as endless as the supply of treats.
Pepper, the Chihuahua with the Napoleon complex, was always first to arrive at Spaniel Springs, her pitter-patter mistaken for reindeer on the roof. Duke followed, howling carols that would put Old Saint Nick out of business. And Whiskers… he just appeared, in that eerie way cats have of materializing from thin winter air, all sly grins and mischief.
Off we trotted, stopping only to admire the lights at Sapphire Schnauzer Street, which twinkled like doggy dreams made manifest. The city was aglow with enough festive shine to blind a bat – not that we had any of those in Pawsburgh.
Now, a Bulldog’s reputation for fierce loyalty meant I wasn’t much into the whole ‘finding love during the holidays’ angle; but as luck would have it, love was about to find me.
It happened just outside Wagging Whisk, where the scent of gingerbread bones threatened to knock the sensibility straight out of your nose. There she was, a statuesque Poodle with curls tighter than the lid on a jar of peanut butter. And she was… looking right at me.
“Hello, handsome,” she said, her voice smooth like melted chocolate. “What’s a rugged chap like you doing out here all alone?”
I tried to be suave, cool, but all that came out was, “I’m just, uh, y’know, holidaying with my friends.” Smooth, Gunner. Real smooth.
We struck up a conversation, then laughter – mine a little more snorty than what’s generally considered charming. I never knew I had a thing for Poodles, but there you go, life’s full of surprises like pups in secret Santa hats.
Her name was Bella, and she had the kind of humor that could make even an old curmudgeon like Mr. Jensen crack a smile. We talked about this and that, from the art at The Furry Friends Art Gallery to the latest squeak toys at Fetch! Toys and Treats. With every word, every fetching glance, my bulldog heart grew three sizes.
The night passed in what felt like the blink of an eye, with my new friends, a touch of romance, and enough holiday spirit to light up a doghouse. Though I was always content with my lot in life, that Pawsburgh holiday showed me there’s always room for a little extra joy – and maybe a Poodle or two – in this Bulldog’s world.
As I trotted back home under the watch of the waning moon, the chill in the air had no hold on me. I was warmed by the promise of tomorrow’s adventures and the thought of Bella’s smile. So here’s to the holiday season – may it bring unexpected friendships, romances, and the occasional chicken scrap… but never those dratted green beans.
The End.
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