“Hey Mom, had a wild night galivanting in Pawsburg, met a fetching poodle called Lisa at a mixer. Went on dates, shared stories, even took up swimming! Then…a curveball – she’s vegan. Love here’s a rollercoaster, but what’s life without some paw-drama? Getting ready for the next mixer. Woof you later, – Little guy.”

Listen to the story here.

Every time Louie’s human said goodnight, turned out the lights, and closed the door, the real life of our mischievous Jack Russell began.

Leaping out of bed with the athleticism only an energetic Jack like Louie possess, he’s off. “Pawsburg, here I come!” The familiar comfort of Shih Tzu Stadium, the tasteful delicacies of Bow Wow Bistro, and the warm light of Pawsitively Purrfect Pet Store beacon.

This particular night at the Western Fawn Pug Palace was the weekly mixer — every pooch and his chew toy was there. To Louie, this was better than finding a stray popcorn kernel under the couch. But among all the wagging tails and ruff-house antics, there was a pause by our hero—love had crawled up to sniff Louie, and it smelled a lot like…a poodle. It was hard not to notice Lisa, the most elegant Standard Poodle this side of Labradoodle Lake.

“Now, there’s a fetching fem,” said Louie, silently condemning himself for using dog puns, even in his head.

“She loves swimming, you know,” nudged Mia, a clever Boxer with a penchant for snooping. With that, the seed was planted.

At Bow Wow Bistro, over Lamb Lo-Mein, Lisa turned the charm on thick, describing her affinity for the ocean. Louie wooed her with tales of his car rides and mountain hikes, bragging about his bravery in the face of…a vacuum.

“Really?” Lisa burst out laughing. “You, scared of a vacuum?”

“Well, I—,”

“The raucous, chivalrous, have-no-fear Louie, actually scared of something?” she giggled, a lovely sound that made Louie’s tail wag without his consent.

Days passed, filled with dates along the Fufu Fries stand at Pooched Potatoes and pawsecco toasts at Fur Tacos. Louie introduced Lisa to the thrill of fetch and tug-of-war, and she coaxed him into swimming lessons at Labradoodle Lake. Love was blossoming wonderfully, punctuated by adorable antics and much laughter.

However, trouble was afoot. During one of their lakeside strolls, they chanced upon The Tail Wagger’s Tailor and there in the window were…pupcups.

“You would love these,” Louie cried with excitement.

“But Louie,” Lisa replied, a tad confused. “I’m vegan.”

It was like a dog being told his beloved stuffed hedgehog was a toy, not a friend. Louie felt duped, betrayed even. “A vegan?! Lisa!”

Well, that’s the romantic disco of Pawsburg for you — the constant intermingling of love, laughter, and paw-drama. But boy, isn’t it just pawsome?

Better get my heart ready for the next mixer – it’s always a doggone good time in Pawsburg.

The End.