- Dog Tales
- November 7, 2023
Shalom PawWord Story
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Heyo Human! It’s Shalom, your friendly neighborhood Cockapoo. Just popping in to say my life is nothing short of an epic motorcycle ride through Pawsburg. I’m leading a motley crew of furry misfits, the Pets of Anarchy, keeping things peaceful and lively, or at least as peaceful as it can get with Max and Sasha in the mix. You never said it, but I know you’re proud. Paws up, human! Catch you on the flip side. – Shalom 🐾🏍️
Life is a ride. A ride on a Harley, where the chrome catches the sun just right, and the roar of the engine cuts through the silence like a hot knife through butter. That’s the way we roll in Pawsburg when my humans pull out of the driveway and close the door behind them. The minute those taillights disappear around the bend, the pettagonium comes to life. Pawsburg becomes our playground.
Let me give you an inside glimpse into my world. Jump on. Hold tight. This ride is anything but calm.
Me and my crew, we’re bikers. I’m Shalom. The leader, if you will. Half terrier fighting spirit, half peaceful dove, whole Cockapoo – a mix of contradictions and anointed leader of the Pawsburg chapter of the Pets of Anarchy. You know, just your ordinary motorcycling Cockapoo.
“Shalom!” a voice echoed through the still empty streets, breaking my wool gathering. It’s Bella, her poodle curls bouncing on the wind as she cruised to meet me. We wound our way towards Upper Black Bulldog Bay – a makeshift headquarters of sorts, where the rest of the gang gathered, their chrome steeds gleaming in the rising sun.
I surveyed the crowd as we rolled in. There was Max the German shepherd, who served as the club’s sergeant-at-arms. His honor guarded as jealously as his territory – the South Siberian Summit. “The grill’s heated, Shalom. Sasha found a prime steak at Paws on The Grill,” Max called out. Sasha, our resident scavenger Beagle, knew spots in Pawsburg I’d wager no other dog did.
Laughing in that doggy way of ours, we bounded ahead towards Bow Wow Bistro. A chicken and brown rice kibble awaited me, satisfying crunch in each bite, scenting the air richly. Heck, we’re bikers, but bikers gotta eat.
Hours passed in a jumble of growls, husky barks, and the rough and tumble of play. Usually, Max and I would be in the midst of it, but today things felt different. There was an undercurrent of tension, a scent of rebellion in the air.
Was our turf threatened? Was Pawsburg at risk? No one knew really. It was a nervous shiver that ran down our spines. A growling threat of danger. But, whatever it was, I knew one thing; we were the Pets of Anarchy, and we would face it. Not just for our own sakes, or for the friendships we held dear, but for every pet in Pawsburg.
How do you like them kibbles?
As the moon settled high in the sky, transforming Pawsburg into a world of silhouetted muttered conversations and dappled shadows, I saw our motley crew in a different light. We were not just pets. We were a family, bound by loyalty and the shared spirit of anarchy against the yoke of human expectations.
So here we are, pets by day, heroes by the break of dawn. Protectors of Pawsburg, the Pets of Anarchy. Until the next ride, until the next adventure, this is where our story pauses.
Hold on, that’s just a prediction. Things in Pawsburg never pause for long. They may slow for a blink, but stories are birthed every day, tales are spun and adventures are called to. This is our life, wild, unruly and free as the wind.
Heck! if cats can get nine lives, I can get a Harley.
Now would you rather have cucumber or freedom, what do you say?
The End.
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