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- December 18, 2023
Paws of Rhythm: A Yappy Yuletide Tale: A Sylvia PawWord Story
Hey fam! 🐾 Just rocked Pawsburgh as the surprise drumming hero of this year’s Yappy Yuletide—saved the night with my stick-spinning magic. FYI, bagels are the new champions’ feast. 🥁🌟 Think drums might be my second calling! Keep a bagel warm for me. 😉 – Syl the Thunder Paw 🐕💫
Ah, and so it goes, another day in Pawsburgh—a town not marked on any human map, but as real as the nose on my muzzle.
Call me Sylvia. I’m a Silver Labrador, not the type to brag, but my coat has the sort of shine that makes magpies weak at the knees. Today was the day before the Yappy Yuletide, an event in Pawsburgh that’s like Christmas, but smellier.
Twilight was sneaking in, that time when TV remotes become chew toys and when the stars started their celestial winks. I left a note for my humans—something vague and mysterious—they love a good puzzler. “Gone caroling, back soon. Keep the chicken warm,” it read. Afore I took off, I took one longing glance at my plush squirrel. Poor fella, retired from many a glorious battle.
You’re thinking, “Sly Sylvia with the soulful eyes, what’s your part in this Yappy Yuletide?” Well, I keep it simple, you see. I may not have the most refined bark or the fluffiest tail, but I wield a mean drumstick.
Off I went prancing, my paws taking me down to Garnet Greyhound Grove, where Luna was stretching her legs, rehearsing for her part in the pageant. “Hey Sylvia,” her voice was the aural equivalent of a Rolls-Royce, smooth and expensive.
“Our drummer pup has gone and caught the sniffles,” she sighed. “The big event’s rhythm is at risk.”
“Why fret?” I said. “I’ll fill in.”
Luna looked skeptical but nodded. “Just don’t overshadow my grand leap.”
Onwards I trotted to Setter Shore, where the rehearsal was to take place. The crew was all there, tails wagging to a tuneless beat—Buster, weaving through legs like some four-legged Houdini; little Oliver, barking madly at shadows that dared to dance too close.
“I come bearing gifts,” and with a flourish, I whipped out two sticks I’d borrowed from the forest, sticks that drummed the heart of the earth itself when thumped against anything. “I’ll drum us up a rhythm that’ll have even the stars tapping along.”
The night unfurled like a welcome mat. We lined up at Quartz Qimmiq Quarter, a crowd gathered—a sea of snouts and expectant eyes illuminating Interspecies benevolence. There I was, Sylvia—not a lead singer, not the prima dancer, but the drummer.
Tap-tap-tap.
My sticks beat a tune, a simple one, but it carried the weight of joy, the joy of being just who you were, right where you needed to be. The others picked up the beat—the songs exploded in a choir of canine harmonies, the dances weaved through the moonlight like they were spun from dreams.
We ended at Beagle Bagels because you might not know this, but there’s nothing quite like a bagel after a drumming session. Despite my simple rhythms, we’d invoked the Yappy Yuletide spirit. I could’ve had a feast at Retriever’s Restaurant—a dog’s dream—but the bagels carried the taste of accomplishment, the flavor of friendship, and that’s what I was hungry for.
Back home before dawn, I tucked myself in, drumsticks by my side, plush squirrel under paw. Between the remnants of grilled chicken dreams and the soft beat of a resounding heart, I whispered to the quiet house.
“And so it goes, bringers of joy don’t need the flashiest coat or loudest bark. They just need a love for rhythm and a couple of good sticks.”
Thunder might still chase my tail, but tonight, I’d been the storm, and I’d rocked Pawsburgh to its furry core.
The End.
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