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- January 4, 2024
Pawsburgh Pup Detective: The Case of the Duplikittyed Toys: A Ruby PawWord Story
Hey there, just wrapped up the Case of the Copied Cuddlies. Turned Pawsburgh upside down and unraveled the plushy plot thanks to a Basset’s bumbling heart. All toys are back to wagging tails, and the night whispers tales of Ruby, the Heeler-Shepherd detective. 😉🐾 – Ruby Roo
Every dog has its day, but in Pawsburgh, it’s every night that unfurls the carpet to doggone adventures, especially for yours truly, Ruby, the Heeler-Shepherd sleuth with the coat that could either belong in an art gallery or a chocolate shop, depending on who’s looking.
So, imagine my surprise when on a moon-draped evening, whilst I was prepping for a promenade on the plush but preposterous lawns of Pomeranian Park, I came across something most peculiar — picture this, will you — a plush squirrel, not unlike my own cherished companion, lying amidst the manicured grass, utterly… squirrel-less.
“Alright, who goes there, masquerading as my fluffy’s twin? Show yourself!” I declared with just the right amount of nostril flare that would do a detective proud. But only the whispers of the willows responded, providing the kind of dramatic background noise only a night in Pawsburgh could supply.
I picked up the plush intruder with as much dignity as a dog could muster and trotted off towards The Dapper Dog Salon, the pawstination on my mind when this plot thickened like Molasses at midnight. Upon entering, a salon full of agitated tails greeted me. “Ruby, half the toys in Pawsburgh have been duplikittyed!” gasped a puffed Pomeranian, nails still dripping from settling for a seafoam polish.
“Duplikittyed? You mean duplicated, my diminutive friend,” I clarified as patiently as one educates a kitten on the value of privacy.
With my lush tail swaying behind me, signifying a mystery afoot, I headed to Bark-n-Bite Bistro where all discerning canines with dilemmas dined. I laid my companion’s doppelganger on the checkered tablecloth and cast a pensive gaze at the patrons, pondering over a Pup’s Poutine with a concentration that rivaled a Cat in a sunbeam.
“Monsieur Ruby,” said the bistro’s proprietor, a French Bulldog with a moustache that curled more than a Shih Tzu’s locks, “it seems we are in a pickle – or should I say, a stew of stupefied toys!”
“I prefer pickles, all crunchy and… Wait, focus, Ruby.” A pause for dramatic effect, then: “But ah, it appears I must step into the paws of a pawfessional. There’s a toy thief amongst us,” I announced, the words echoing like thunder or a really upset stomach.
Tales of further filched furbies reached my ears as I took to Affenpinscher Avenue, the trail as cold as a nose against a window. It was mid-sniff around Bloodhound Bluffs that realization punched my doggone ticket.
“Of course!” I exclaimed to absolutely no one, “The one place where every dog’s story is shared!” I scrambled paws over tail to Happy Hounds Dog Walking, that hub where the many narratives of Pawsburgh hounds converge. There, I presented my case to the most talkative Terrier this side of the hydrant.
And lo and behold, the confession stumbled out of a bashful Basset Hound named Bradley – apparently, he’d been so captivated by the tales of our plush pets, he sought to replicate them, crafting his own collection of critters to capture our hearts.
The dogs of Pawsburgh, well, they didn’t see it as a crime but more a tribute — each toy, a tale to be told. So we struck a deal with Bradley, right there: he’d return our beloved toys if we shared our stories.
Case closed, and plush squirrel safely tucked under my paw, I offered a bark of gratitude to the stars above. With that, I left Pawsburgh that night, each step towards home a soliloquy in four parts, a reminder that in the game of bones, every dog truly has its day… or rather, its night in Pawsburgh.
The End.
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