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- November 14, 2023
Tales from Pawsburg: A Canine’s Night Out: A Sage PawWord Story
Hey Champ! Pawsburg was a blast (like always). Chased squirrels with Max in Shiba Inlet, ate at Marley’s (those crab hamburgers, mmm!) and kept my cool at Billy’s squeaky duck show. Max ate my Wagging Whisk treat (too cheesy for my liking) but Hound’s Hotdogs didn’t disappoint! Made it home safely under the neon moonlight. Pawsburg always gives memories as vivid as my spots! Sage signing off.
Alright, get this. Another fun night in Pawsburg was unwinding as the last shades of the human day were swallowed up by twilight. The jingling Basset hound bells chimed from Basenji Bay, announcing to us canines that the town of Pawsburg now belonged to us.
That’s right! Pawsburg – a place humans are yet to sniff out. Tell you a secret, I have more fun than them there, and I don’t even pay taxes. You see, I’m Sage, the Catahoula mix, but you knew that already, eh!
I remember, I began the evening at Shiba Inlet, where my buddy Max and I chased our arch-nemeses: the squirrels. Those tail-twitching rascals! They’d dash away just when I’d lock onto their scent. Max and I, though, are always game for the chase. It’s our nightly thriller you see!
Then, we took off to Marley’s Diner by the beach. Oh, the lingering scent of the crab hamburgers! Irresistible! While munching on the delicacy, I’d glance at the laughing sea lit silver under the moonlight from the Bay. Max, on the other hand, was occupied with his cheese. Psst! Utterly repulsive, to be honest! But well, to each dog their own I suppose.
At the crescendo of our feast at Marley’s, Topaz Terrier Town buzzed with life, another calling from the lively town. Upon reaching, as the jovial Topaz Terrier, Billy, showcased his squeaky duck toy – just a dime a dozen! – I couldn’t help but miss my own little duck, stashed away at home, reminding me of my human and birthday bonanza memories.
Max bewildered, asked, “Sage, why aren’t you jumping at the sight of the squeaky toy?”
With a smirk, I replied, “Billy’s delights don’t hold quite the same charm, lad. But they are amusing, nonetheless.”
A visit to Wagging Whisk, the most talked-about restaurant phase was next. But alas! The aroma of cheese was too powerful for my senses. Luckily, Max, being an opportunist, lunged for the extra treat, leaving me more room at Hound’s Hotdogs for the next round.
After a filling end at the eateries, I made my way home, strolling through the brilliant, radiant marshes reflecting the neon moonlight, absent Max, who had to attend to his gourmet distractions.
As the day graced its end, I, adorned in the constellation of my brown and white spots, returned to my human world, a black-coated Sage ready to narrate her evocative Pawsburg adventures while sprawled across the comforting lap of my human.
Well, such is the essence of Pawsburg, my friend, ever fleeting, yet memories vivid as the spots on my coat – fresh, engaging, and invigorating. Full of sage wisdom, wouldn’t you say?
The End.
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