- Dog Tales
- August 6, 2023
Lambeau PawWord Story
“Hey Mom, rocked a lavish cheeseburger at Doggy Delight, led a daring Frisbee rescue mission from a treacherous tree, rejected a swimming race & tunneling make-do. Climbed that tree like a champ! Hit a new level of fame in Spencerville. Life’s good, living the legend. Love, your fur-hero, Lambeau.”
I stepped briskly into Doggy Delight, the scent of sizzling meat hanging heavily in the air. Any other day, I would’ve jumped straight to the counter, spinning in circles, begging for a cheeseburger. But today, I was on a mission. Max and Sammy, revered faces in Spencerville, had seen my Frisbee fly over the Southern Golden Retriever River.
Ah, yes, we Shep-Beagles cannot resist a mystery, can’t resist the chase. It leads us, tail wagging, eyes turned into slender slits, nose quivering with the scent of adventure. But first, the sustenance. I bound to the counter and pointed my nose to the board – cheeseburgers. My tail wagged at its own frenzied rhythm.
Afterward, my little canine band and I trotted to the river. The blue-rimmed Frisbee, my beloved contraption, was lodged in a tree just across the east Pug Palace. Oh, the irony!
Max, being part retriever, proposed a swimming race, a challenge that provided me with an adrenaline jolt. Sammy, the chowhound, suggested a tunneling approach which I deemed time-consuming. This was my beloved Frisbee. We had to rescue it from its tree-prison without delay!
In the end, I chose to climb the tree myself, ignoring Max’s competitive proposal and Sammy’s practicality. I scrambled up the bark, muscles straining, my opulent brindle coat shimmering against the evening sun.
As I made my way towards the branch, the doggie-diner wagged its tail in celebration of the day’s hero – Lambeau, the Shep-Beagle, the self-proclaimed Frisbee savior. A chorus of howls filled the air as Spencerville’s legendary eatery became a theater under the setting sun, and I was the protagonist in this canine play.
The thrill was intoxicating, and I knew one thing instantly: in the heart of Spencerville, with a Frisbee to rescue and a cheeseburger to enjoy afterward, I was home. I was Lambeau, the German Shepherd-Beagle, the lone-ranger, the meat-lover, a Frisbee fanatic in a town for pets, and bit by bit, I was etching my legend in this nearly perfect place.
The End.
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