- Dog Tales
- March 6, 2024
Opie’s Quest: A Bulldog’s Journey of Growth and Bones: A Opie PawWord Story
Hey Mom & Dad,
Just a quick tail-wag from Spencerville – I’ve turned full-fledged Indiana Bones, hunting the Big Bone of Beginnings! Found more than a treasure though; chewed on wisdom, prowled with pals, and my heart grew a few sizes. Growing up is an inside job, huh? Will carry the collar of wisdom you strapped on me. Stay pawsome!
Licks and wags,
Opie (aka Bubba) 🐾
It was on a particularly snappy morning in Spencerville, with the sun blowing raspberries at the clouds, that I found myself contemplating the serious matter of growing up. Well, as serious as contemplated by an English Bulldog with a face like a well-loved leather shoe and the enthusiasm of a trampoline enthusiast.
Upper Collie Canyon was echoing with the slightly off-key warbling of a pack of Beagles, and I, Opie, was set to face another day in this bustling town where two-leggers are curiously absent, and where every fire hydrant is a conversation starter.
That day, the big To-Do on my list was the journey to independence — though that’s a fancy word that really means figuring out how to open the bin at Furrific Fried Chicken without opposable thumbs.
My human-like existence kicked off with a visit to Pup-Tastic Pizza. “Morning, Opie!” barked Sal, the Saluki who could stretch his legs further than the truth. “The usual?” I nodded, unable to speak with my drooling snout all a-quiver in anticipation of a slice of pepperoni perfection.
Pizza acquired and promptly snarfed, the world felt like a smaller place, and I was struck by a sudden itch in my paws, one not cured by a visit to The Barking Boutique for a new bandana (though I did peruse some fetching colors).
Today was different. Today I wanted to sniff beyond the boundaries of my known universe — the backyard of solitude seemed like a distant memory. So, with a pastry-fueled spring in my step, I lumbered towards the legendary Yellow Tan Dalmatian Desert, chasing the horizon. It was there that I realized growth wasn’t just about the number of candles on your bone-shaped birthday cake but also about the paths you dare to trot.
In the desert, the expanse of golden sand hid secrets, and tales of old told of a treasure buried beneath. Legends spoke of a bone, not just any bone, but the legendary Big Bone of Beginnings, a relic that every pup hoped to find as a passage of rites.
With every step, the sun beat down on my brown coat, the whimsy in my light brown eyebrows thickening with determination. My friends, a pack of motley canines, joined me. You wouldn’t remember their names — for today, they were just fellow adventurers, fellow dreamers.
Then it happened — the ground gave way, and before us lay the coveted bone, big as a dream and half-buried in hope.
“We did it, Opie,” panted a small terrier whose voice seemed to rumble from a body too tiny for such depth. “We’ve found the Big Bone.”
I approached the bone, my heart thumping like a drum in a washing machine (a curious relic indeed from the world of our previous lifetimes). As my drool-drenched jowls brushed against the bone, something within stirred. A realization chewed at the edge of my mind — it wasn’t the bone that made this moment; it was the journey, the chase, the camaraderie.
That night, back at Poodle Pond, the fireflies danced like a thousand tiny spotlights, celebrating our return.
“You’ve grown today, Opie,” a grizzled old Retriever muttered between lessons in wisdom and relentless tail-wagging.
I pondered his words, feeling a little taller on the inside, a bulldog-shaped peg fitting snug into this world of spectral wonders and living legends.
As the moon rose high, I knew I’d be staring out toward Upper Collie Canyon again someday, my heart always tugging back toward the stars, back toward the place where loved ones wait. And until we meet again, I’ll be here, in Spencerville, growing up one daring escapade at a time.
The End.
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