- Dog Tales
- August 3, 2023
Sophie PawWord Story
“Hey Mom, munched down BBQ at the diner, got a new duck from the store (RIP old Quackers). Fat Russell snatched it for a tug-of-war. Plot twist- I’m not mad at Russell, kinda love this mad town! FYI, dogs rule here! – Sophie Girl”
Well, fasten your leashes, friends, ’cause I’m about to tell you about another crazy day in Spencerville – a town like no other, where dogs rule and cats, I guess, do whatever cats do.
I’m Sophie, your favourite fast-food-loving English Bulldog. Today kicked off in true Sophie fashion – With a lickin’-good breakfast at the Dog-gone Good BBQ. I gulped down their signature BBQ Rib-Eye, without a tomato in sight.
After a delicious start, facing the day was slightly less daunting. So, I waddled down to Fetch! Toys and Treats to pick up a new Stuffed Duck – my old one had seen better days. Tragically lost in an epic tug-of-war battle with Fat Russell. The guy plays dirty, I tell you, but I love ‘im.
AS I headed back home through the Black Bulldog Bay, I spotted an unusual gathering of dogs. With my Stuffed Duck tugged under my paw and a mouth still greased by Rib-Eye, I ambled closer. The Spencerville Pet Detective Squad had assembled, looking as slick as a pack of Golden Retrievers at a park picnic.
This squad, they’re made up of some fine officers. And by officers, I mean dogs with badges, not those pesky delivery-persons who made my old spot so dreadful.
The second Sophie ‘The Bold’ stepped in, the vibe changed. You know, one can’t help but love the air of respect…or is it the scent of the Rib-Eye?
They’d gathered round the big birch at Eastern White Westie Woods, and there I saw it. A cryptic carved message, it read: “QUACKERS WAS HERE”. But the only Quackers I knew was my dear old Stuffed Duck.
I started piecing together the clues like my dream of a never-ending Big Mac, and it hit me, Quackers was stolen! Fat Russell was the last one I played with – the sneaky devil fancied my Stuffed Duck, eh?
I ambled over to Fat Russell’s favorite hangout, the Bow Wow Bistro. Bursting through the doors with all the grace of a bulldog chasing a tennis ball, I found him in the corner, Quackers in paw.
I confronted him, bursting with fire and fury, waddling with righteous determination. After a hearty laugh, he handed over my Stuffed Duck – turns out, he’d merely borrowed it. The guy just loves playing tug-of-war, and well, who could blame him?
At the end of the day, life in Spencerville is anything but ordinary. And harsh as it may seem, it’s a dog’s life. But then, the joy of every sniff, each chase, and every tug-of-war makes it quite the fetching tale, doesn’t it?
The End.
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