- Dog Tales
- February 17, 2024
Doc and the Delights of Spencerville: A Tail of Friendship, Adventure, and Lettuce: A Doc PawWord Story
Hey Ma,
Spent the day dodging rain in Spencerville with Abby and Harper – no Yappy Yogurt tango for me, too close to water! We took refuge in The Wagging Tail, surrounded by books and chased a rebel lettuce leaf – felt like a cowboy! Life’s peaceful here, better with friends and stories to share.
Catch ya on the sunny side,
Doc (Doccy to you) 🐾😄
Well, this is my tale or should I say, my tail? Y’see, one typical sun-drenched afternoon in the old sprawl of Spencerville, I, Doc, was sauntering down the dusty lanes of a town that buzzed with harmony even sweeter than the jingle of a dinner bell.
I shook off the sleep from my bones and ambled towards “Chow Down Chow Chow” – the finest eatery this side of Brindle Brown Boxer Beach. ‘Course, that’s if you’re keen on the canine culinary arts. Now, I could tell ya I was hankerin’ for some vittles, but the truth was I wasn’t there for the grub. I was there to meet my dear Abby, as white as the virgin snow that never graced Spencerville, and Harper, who could make even the most ferocious coyote swoon with his long-haired, curly elegance.
“G’morning, partner,” drawled Abby, as I waltzed in. Here in Spencerville, we adopt bits and baubles of human talk, keeps the spirits whimsical.
“Fine morning indeed, Miss Abby,” I tipped an imaginary hat. We Bulldogs understand the pageantry of good manners. “Harper, how’s the wind treatin’ your curls?”
Harper chuckled in that high-pitched manner of his, “Oh, just dandy, Doc! They say there might be a tumbleweed tango at Yappy Yogurt later.”
A disagreement welled up in me like a storm cloud; I wasn’t going to that tango. Not because I don’t appreciate a good wiggle to music, you see, but because Yappy Yogurt is too close to Upper Black Bulldog Bay, and I’ve a notorious disliking for the splash and the splatter. So instead, I proposed we mosey on down to The Wagging Tail Bookstore, maybe chew the fat about nothing over some sun-baked bones.
The sun was riding high, and the heat shivered on the ground, making it look like pools of water – an illusion, I tell ya. We strutted past The Fetching Feline Pet Emporium, where a tabby was fervently pawing a new scratching post. Harper was eyeing a petite sombrero hat on display that I make my point not to comment on – that’s just Spencerville for ya.
Y’see, the thing about living in Spencerville is the luxury of time. It’s got plenty to offer, from back scratches courtesy of a gentle cactus to sprawling out in the Yellow Tan Dalmatian Desert for a proper belly tan. Ain’t nobody in a rush, unless there’s a whiff of barbecue in the air.
On our jaunt, a light patter arose. Rain! A doggone downpour from seemingly cloudless skies! I hustled for cover like a bat out of the belfry. Water, be it from above or below, no sir, not for this bulldog. Harper burst into a howl of mirth, and even Abby gave a little snigger. Defiance brewed in my belly, but the comfort of friendship easily swaddled it.
We decided to while away the rest of the day inside the musty walls of The Wagging Tail, ensconced in a fortress of tall tales and cowboy legends. As we nestled down, a single piece of rogue lettuce, pushed by the wind, made its way through the door.
Now, let me set this straight before you make any assumptions: I’m no yellow-bellied cur. But lettuce, well, it’s green, it’s leafy, and it’s basically a tumbleweed gone rogue.
“Heavens to Betsy, retreat!” I shouted, but my chums knew ’twas all in jest. To see their guffaws echoing around as we chased the wayward vegetable out, well, that set the mood for what turned out to be a rootin’ tootin’ good day, as bright as the golden treasure at a rainbow’s end.
And so, amidst the warmth of companions and the quiet charm of a Spencerville day, I realized there ain’t nothing better than a life well-shared, with a story or two for good measure, in the paradise we call home, until our loved ones cross that horizon.
The End.
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