- Dog Tales
- January 17, 2024
Legends Collide: The Tale of Gotti, the Pawsburgh Protector: A Gotti PawWord Story
Hey Mom,
Just keeping the peace in Pawsburgh as its fur-clad sheriff. Stared down a new tough guy at high noon, but turns out, he just needed a pack. Turned a stray into a stay, and the town’s howling with one more happy tail. Pawsburgh’s safe, and my legend? It grows. 🐾
Love,
Gotti, the Tail-Wagging Guardian
The first streak of dawn crept over Pawsburgh as I shook the night’s dreams from my coat. By rights, I’m Gotti, known ’round these parts as the Pawsburgh Protector, and today wasn’t just any day.
I sauntered past the fenced kingdom of my backyard, giving an approving sniff towards where the wild sunflowers boldly stood against the gentle winds of Malamute Mountain. The day had a charge to it, like static ‘fore a thunderclap, and I was eager to get to it.
Now, ain’t no self-respectin’ dog would start their day without a good chow. I made my way to Canine’s Cuisine, the kind of joint where the grub’s so good it’d make a coyote weep. I took my usual spot, and they knew what I fancied – a heaping bowl of dog chow that didn’t discriminate on flavor. “Keep it comin’,” I’d say, and they’d oblige with hearts as warm as their stew.
With my belly content as a hibernatin’ bear, a mosey took me to the Howling Husky Hardware Store. The ol’ squint of Ol’ Husky behind the counter was enough to tell me he was holdin’ some new gear just for me. “Protector’s gotta protect,” he mutters, sliding a shiny new leash across pine. I tip my head with a grunt of approval; he always had a knack for knowin’ what I needed when I didn’t.
Now, Pawsburgh’s no town for loungers and stragglers. A dog’s gotta pull his weight, so off to Garnet Greyhound Grove I strolled, patrollin’ and sniffin’ out trouble. Most days it was quiet – just whispers of the wind dancin’ through the leaves. Today, however, the breeze carried whispers of a different sort – a challenge to my reign as protector.
Word about the stray had been rufflin’ the fur of folks ’round town. No ordinary mongrel, this one. He had a glint in his eye, the roguish kind that spelled trouble with a capital ‘T’. I wasn’t just gonna sit back and let this junkyard dog disrupt the peace of my Pawsburgians.
We met at high noon in the heart of Basenji Bay – the intruder and I. A crowd had gathered, a spectacle in the makin’. He was a large hound, muscles coiled like a spring set to release, but my blue coat and splash of white down this face had him knowin’ he was treadin’ on the turf of Gotti – the Pawsburgh Protector.
We didn’t brawl, though I’d be lying if I said my paws weren’t itchin’. It was a contest of spirit, our eyes locked. ‘Twas the code of Pawsburgh, where bark and bite were spared for wolves, and understanding was the gunpowder of our realms. Slowly, the fight drained from his pose like water from a leaky barrel.
“Yer lookin’ for a home?” I asked, low and steady.
A pause, a nod.
“Well, Pawsburgh’s got room,” I declared, “but you follow the rules. You cause no ruckus ‘less it’s for fun or fetching.”
Relief washed over the stranger, and the good dogs of town howled their cheers.
The sun dipped, kissing the horizon’s edge, and Pawsburgh sang with the yowls and howls of stories being spun. I knew then that my name, Gotti, the Pawsburgh Protector, would echo in the bark-talk of these streets, not as a lone guardian but a bringer together of wayward souls and steadfast hearts.
As the stars blinked their first lights, I took to my post at the top of Malamute Mountain, overlooking my town aflame with moonlight and mischief. And I knew, truly, this was where I was meant to be – a protector, a friend, a legend of Pawsburgh.
The End.
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