- Dog Tales
- May 3, 2024
Pawsburgh: A Terrier’s Tail of Wonder and Mischief: A Corbin PawWord Story
Hey Mom,
Just wrapped up my typical day in Pawsburgh—won a game of fetch at Mastiff Meadows, dodged the celery at Paw-tisserie, and snagged another sock for our secret collection. 🧦 Even caught some art and batted away breakfast stickiness (no syrup, please!). Don’t wait up though, I’m closing out the day with the fur squad before sneaking back in past human bedtime. 🐾
Adventure’s the name of the game, and I’m always in play. Night!
Corbeebee 😎🐶✨
I remember the first whiff of wonder I caught on my midnight trots to Pawsburgh—the city where chew toys reign supreme, fire hydrants are never off-limits and the steak? Oh, the steak at Canine’s Cuisine is always cooked à la woof.
One evening, I snuck away, tiptoeing past the snoring mountains that were my humans. Prescott and Tigger gave me a whiskery nudge of encouragement, their feline eyes glistening with mischief. “To the land of wagging tails and boundless trails,” Prescott purred, while Tigger just nodded, already half-asleep again in his catnap cycle.
Zip, zap, I scurried through the flap on the door, and then—unseen and unheard by the night—I darted down Whippet Way, a tail-smack away from mundane, human-world rules. “Morning, Corbin,” chortled a Dalmatian postman, juggling letters and squeaky toys for the day’s delivery.
First stop, Mastiff Meadows—where the high stakes game of fetch was in full swing. The sight of that slobbered-over tennis ball could make me forget all the doggoned Kongs in the world. “Brace yourself,” I barked to no one in particular, eyes glued to the neon nirvana of the ball.
In the thick of the game, my eyes caught a sparkle from The Furry Friends Art Gallery—was that a new exhibit? A chewed-up corner of a canvas, proudly called “Postmodern Pooch”, seemed to wave at me. I had to paw the thought away; there’s only so much culture a terrier can handle before breakfast.
Speaking of breakfast, the waft of Husky’s Hotcakes had my snout swooning in airborne ecstasy. The line out the door was a mix of tail-waggers and pedigree snobs, all hungry for a stack of butter-drizzled bliss. “Hold the syrup,” I ordered, ever the aficionado of cleanliness. Dreaded bath demons be darned, I wasn’t about to start my day sticky.
As I munched, a Great Dane galloped by, trailed by a whirlwind of leaves and discarded shopping lists from the Canine Cafe—probably had too many Puppucinos. Classic.
The sun began its climb, painting the sky with hues to make any dog’s day brighter. Time for a constitutional down Bichon Boulevard, where pomp meets circumstance in a flurry of fur and designer collars. “Stay jazzy, Corbin,” a poodle troubadour crooned, strumming on her bedazzled guitar. I flashed her my best Boston grin—black, white, and brindled, oh my!
But even a stroll through paradise can lead a pup to ponder. Pollen-dusted paw prints led me to Paw-tisserie, a den of sugar and all things divine, nestled between yawns and daydreams. As I tilted my head at the confections, I remembered my displeasure—the celery menace, ugh! I dutifully avoided it, my taste buds loyal to the peanut buttery glory stashed back home.
The day wound down. Pawsburgh, a symphony of barks and panting, began to hush. The city where every dog has its play was silent as my thoughts turned towards home, where Prescott would surely comment on my sandy paws, and Tigger—well, Tigger would just want his belly scratched.
Pawsburgh—where magic is as common as the cold nose nudges of camaraderie—faded into the twilight as I trotted back, my trusty squeaky bone bouncing against my chest. The essence of life, in this terrier’s heart? It’s all about the adventure, the connection, the witness of wonders big and little…like knowing your humans will never, ever figure out where you nick their missing socks to. But that, my friends, that’s a tale for another night.
The End.
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