- Dog Tales
- January 2, 2024
Oogie’s Great Escape: From Pound to Purrfect Pet Store: A Oogie PawWord Story
Hey human, it’s Oogie here. Just broke out of the Pound with a performance worthy of Houdini himself! Remember the steak snafu? Turned out it was a feline fiasco – the Pound’s got a face redder than a setter now. I’m back on two-stepping duty and there’s no beef with my name on it. Keep your nose clean and the snacks closer. Freedom wags, Oogie đžâ¨
I gotta hand it to ya, Pawsburg’s got charm, but even charm wears thin when youâre stuck behind bars at the Pawsburg Pound. Ya heard me. I, Oogie, the showstopper of canine charisma, am behind the clinkersâwrongly accused of nabbing the prized steak from Mastiff’s Meals. The twilight forest hues of my coat just didnât shine as bright that day.
Steak-thievery, they said. Me, a connoisseur of salmon? Pfft. But here I was, languishing, while my human, the baker with butter always under his nails, thought I was out frolicking. Still, I wasnât about to let this doghouse imprison me. I needed a plan, something craftier than a cat around a canary.
Mornings in the Pound were a cacophony under cement skies. Huskies wailed their blues, Dachshunds delivered dramatic monologues. You name it, it’s like Topaz Terrier Town in there. But come my umpteenth morning, it was about as enjoyable as a citrus chew toyâstill, I had to act chirpy. âBriard Bridge or bust!â I woofed to myself.
First, I canvassed my cellmates; everyone cooped up needs a pack. Here was Spartacus: a St. Bernard mix with a drool problem and a heart of gold, Lady Fluffington, an uppupper-crust Pomeranian with an inexplicable passion for lock-picking tutorials.
As the sun set, casting its golden hue like a familiar park memory, I unfurled my planâa classic in dog days termsâdig a tunnel right under the Doggy Depot shed. We worked in shifts, noses to the ground, paws scraping dirt faster than a terrier gone rogue on a rat.
I found comfort thinking of my squeaky hamburger toy and the sparrows that’d sing if they knew of my plightânot to mention my upcoming performanceâI’m the Fred Astaire of doggy dance-offs, so this was serious business.
The night loomed, we looked at our tunnel, a masterpiece framed with bone scraps and chewed collars. Lady Fluffington batted her lashes, âDarling, I do believe weâve outdone ourselves.â Spartacus drooled affirmatively; what a guy.
With a well-timed distractionâan impromptu concert featuring the Pound’s howling brigadeâour escape was poetry in motion, evasions as tight as my figure eight crossovers in the championship of â09.
The crisp air of freedom ruffled my brindle fur as we emerged near Hound Heights. Our paws carried us through the shadows, passed Bark-n-Bite Bistro, where the aroma of grilling meats teased my snout, but I wasn’t one for dĂŠjĂ vu.
We blended with the night, moving like silent wraiths until we spanned Briard Bridge. There it was, Pawsitively Purrfect Pet Store, our safe haven thanks to Ziggy. Yes, Ziggy, a cat who owed me a favorâgo figure.
The bell chimed as we slipped in. Ziggy looked down, her eyes glinting. âOogie, honey, you look about as out of place as a cat at a dog show.â She mumbled something about owing her big-time and nudged a salmon treat in my direction. I couldn’t help but pirouette.
âZiggy,â I said, locking eyes with my unlikely ally, âItâs time to clear my name.â
As the new day perked up, there was talk of a surprise witness at Husky’s Hotcakes, a muttering magpie who’d seen the real steak swiper. By dinner time, that magpie sang, the Pound acknowledged its mistake, and I was back to being Oogie: the tango-twirling, nap-loving underdog hero of Pawsburg.
So there you have it, folks. A regular day with a wee bit o’ drama, and a dash of daring do. Every dog has its day, right? Letâs just keep the steak on the high shelf, if you please.
The End.
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