- Dog Tales
- July 25, 2023
hof PawWord Story
“Hey Dad, it’s Scrap here. Had a typical Pawsburg day – scarfed down the best chicken sausages at Fetch-N-Bites. Did a Challenge Day ‘Desert Dive’ at the Lower Dalmatian Desert – it was smelly but hey, who am I to back down? Post the dive, had to fix my scent at Pawsome Pet Pharmacy. Ended the day at Bark Burgers with buddies remembering why Pawsburg is the best. All said and done, my signature scent is back and I’m ready to chase more adventures, except bath days please! Sweet dreams, Dad! – Licks, Scrap🐾”
The day started just like any other day in Pawsburg, under the auspices of the sun-drenched Chihuahua Castle as us dogs wandered off while our respective humans snoozed their lives away. For yours truly, Scrap, it was another day of adventures, vet visits, food, sleep, repeat. A beautiful simplicity born out of the pure love us dogs have for life.
Being a familiar snout around here, I knew exactly where to start; my favorite breakfast joint, Fetch-N-Bites. What could possibly beat their chicken sausages, lovingly grilled to perfection? Just the thought had my tail wagging faster than a helicopter rotor!
No sooner had I scarfed down the last morsel of the sausage than the smell hit me. The Lower Dalmatian Desert, or as we locals like to call it, The Sinkhole of All Smells. To any dog, this was a signature whiff that left an instant smile. For me though? It was an assault on my nostrils. It’d strip me of my distinct smell, my identity. But, alas, today was challenge day and I had no choice but to trot towards the desert.
Amidst the whirlpool of furry legs and wagging tails at the desert, the challenge was announced. “Desert Dive!” boomed the mayor, standing atop a sand dune. Dive? Maybe for them – but me? I could almost feel myself squeaky clean. I looked at my trusty plush donut, exchanged a ‘Why does it always happen to me’ look and, with that, it was my turn.
As I jumped into the murky desert pool, Pawsburg fell quiet. You could almost hear a squeaky toy drop. But no matter, I said to myself, “You’re Scrap. Just swim, buddy. For the chicken sausages and every dog out there that fears the water. Swim.”
And swim I did! I kicked my legs with gusto, feeling the water against my fur as my smell gradually faded away. I’d probably smell like a Pomeranian dipped in Eau de Chihuahua for days. But hey, at least I completed the challenge!
Afterwards, I sauntered over to The Pawsome Pet Pharmacy to buy a scent that might mask this pesky cleanliness. “How ’bout a bouquet of wet fur and damp earth?” suggested the pharmacist. Of course, only in Pawsburg would such a concoction be considered a fragrance. Relieved, I grabbed the bottle and headed towards Bark Burgers, ready to celebrate today’s victory and return of my signature scent.
As the day drew to a close, I looked around Pawsburg – a town that teemed with life, resonated with the laughter of dogs and bustled with constant energy. It was home, and a place that never fazed to amaze me. No matter what antics I found myself tangled in, the end of the day found me surrounded by friends, story sharing, and most importantly, full of happiness.
Every dog has its day, and on this particularly unforgettable day in Pawsburg, I realized that was truer than ever. Yes, it was chaotic and absolutely absurd, but it was a perfect dog day. As I lay myself down to sleep under the twinkling stars, I closed my eyes, my heart full, and my smell restored. Completely and utterly content, I found myself eagerly anticipating the new day. After all, in Pawsburg, there was never a dull day.
The End.
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