- Dog Tales
- July 2, 2023
Russell PawWord Story
“Bingbong’s Daily Digest.💌 Explored Upper Collie Canyon, savored an unforgettable cheesesteak from Furrific Fried Chicken, indulged in banter with Spencer and company at Paws-A-Latte and survived a close shave (literally!) at The Groom Room. Claimed a juicy steak at Golden Gate Gardens amidst tug war victory. Watery hazards at Ocean and pools avoided. Strange talk of a red box and time-travel from an over-tea’d Millie. Spotted an intriguing new hallway – adventure beckons! That’s all from Tail Town, till tomorrow, world keep spinning!”🐾
There I was, Russell of Spencerville – known for my brindle hide and pure bulldog bravado. With Mugsy safely tucked under my chin, I stood on the edge of Upper Collie Canyon, overlooking Bullmastiff Boardwalk, while the sun bathed its metaphysical light all around. The human world may have fast food joints, but let me tell you, making a pit stop for a juicy cheesesteak from Furrific Fried Chicken, my mouth could tell a tale of its own.
Over the sound of clinking flatware, I could hear the mirthful banter of my cohorts. Spencer, Wise beyond his wrinkly pug-skin, always full of philosophical treatises over his latte at Paws-A-Latte. There was Wrigley, the towering old mutt, bullying his way through his Pawsome Pancakes and Lil Dot, the diva-dog, obsessing over her figure as she nibbled her salads. And sweet Millie, always with a tender gaze, she preferred tea from Pet Partners Pet Supplies. Was it really tea, though?
The bell of The Groom Room tinkled as I passed by, and I could almost feel the cold touch of the groomer against my ears – a shudder ran down my back. I pressed on, my curious nose leading the way. Staring at The Pooch Playhouse, I contemplated the mysteries that might lie within its wonders. But with Mugsy under my chin and my loyal squeaky basketball, Squeako, in tow, I felt like a king.
Triumphant, I returned to my haunt just as the shadows of dusk started to creep. Reaching Golden Gate Gardens, I set my eyes on a bit of untouched steak on a stick. I bartered a quick game of tug war, my undeniable strength bewildering my buddies. Their wide-eyed surprise was an appetizer to my feast. I chewed my spoils of war, hearing echoes of victory in every satisfying crunch.
Through it all, I maintained a careful distance from the Ocean and pools – those watery abysses, their wet betrayal much worse than the wails of the vacuum cleaner. Rough-housing with my mates was much safer. As the day was close to its end, we embarked on our journey back. Yes, Millie was still prattling about a strange red box that appeared and disappeared. Time-travel, she said. Perhaps she’d just had one too many teas.
But wait, was that a hallway? Could it be time for another adventure?
“Barking hell,” I wuffed to the winds, life in Spencerville was a dog’s heaven.
The End.
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