- Dog Tales
- December 31, 2023
Merlin the Chihuahua: A Tail of Triumph and Woof Waffles: A Merlin PawWord Story
Hey Hooman,
Merlin here, the pint-sized commander of the Pawsburgh Pawtectors! πΎ Leading our furry band to overthrow the feline overlords & restore pupper paradise. Think Braveheart with a wagging tail. Mission: Reclaim Rottweiler Ridge, take back our town. No cat left unchased, no fire hydrant unsaluted! ποΈβ
Wish us luck,
Merlin the Mighty πΆπͺ
P.S. Keep the treats ready for our victory party! ππ
As I trot through the remnants of Pawsburgh, my paws tread upon a place that once shimmered with the vivacious hustle and bustle of tails and tongues. But the great Cat-aclysm – when a giant ball of yarn fell from the sky and the felines invaded – had rendered it all but a shadow of its former glory. Now we dogs had to reclaim our town, our Pawsburgh.
I, Merlin the Chihuahua, with my coat of cloud-like spots, am an unforeseen leader in these strange times. “Rise, canine compatriots!” I bark, feeling the echo of my voice in the once bustling Jade Jack Russell Junction. It’s empty now, save for the abandoned Woof Waffles, its windows shattered and wafts of waffle-less despair hanging in the air.
The gang’s all here – Picasso, Goliath, Zephyr β gathered around the crumbled fountain that once spouted the clearest water in Cavalier Cove. We’ve seen better days, remembered better meals than the morsels we scavenge now, remembrances of the culinary delights from Chowhound’s Chophouse.
“We should take back the Rottweiler Ridge first,” muses Picasso with a thoughtful scratch behind his ear. “It’s the highest point. We can see the approach of any…cat.”
I nod, my tiny frame barely visible among the ruins, yet my spirit as mighty as the mightiest Mastiff. “Good point, Picasso. Eyes to the sky, everyone!”
Goliath, despite his size, tiptoes like a ballerina, whispering, “Would you look at Happy Hounds Dog Walking – what a mess. How will we ever find leashes our size in this post-apocalyptic wasteland?”
“Well,” I retort with my tongue out, a semblance of a forgotten smile, “we may have to resort to au naturel until The Tail Wagger’s Tailor gets back on its paws.”
Silence falls, for we haven’t seen another soul apart from our pack for moons. Until now.
Out of the shadows, a rustle. We stiffen, fur bristling like grass in a chill wind. “Who’s there? Show yourself, you four-legged fiend or feline!”
It’s a small Papillon, her ears like the wings of a butterfly, trembling as she approaches. “I…I’ve come from the other side of Pawsburgh. The cats… they’re organizing.”
A collective growl rises from our throats. Zephyr, ever the sprightly, dashes to her side. “Organizing what? A yarn ball? A nap? A collective hairball formation?”
“No,” the Papillon pants. “A counter-attack. They want Pawsburgh for good.”
This cannot stand. We are dogs of honor, of snoots that were meant for sniffs of freedom, not oppression! I take a step forward, the tennis ball β my soul’s companion β between my teeth, a symbol of happier times, of fetch-filled afternoons. I drop it to the ground and declare, “We will not let this town go to the cats!”
We know what must be done. Pawsburgh, our furry utopia, depends on us. As we amble through the debris, through Snout Snacks now deprived of its snacks, we are united by a cause greater than our own survival. We embark on a mission to save our home, our memories, our future β to rebuild what the Cat-aclysm sought to destroy.
And so, my heart beats the rhythm of resistance. Our mission begins with the reclaiming of Rottweiler Ridge and ends with freedom. I, Merlin, may be but a small Chihuahua in stature, but today, I am as large as the legend itself, wagging my tail not to the tunes of old doghood, but to the anthem of resilience in the face of a world turned upside down.
May my stories echo NOT in the whimpers of defeat but in the barks of victory, as we dogs of Pawsburgh stand together, undaunted by the apocalypse that sets our stage.
The End.
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