“Hey Mom, knocked around Choco Chihuahua Castle today, living my best life. Quashed a powerful PB taco craving at Pup ‘n’ Go with my girl Roxy, then spotted the call of a tennis ball at Grass beach bay. Here we go again, adventure calls! XO, SammyDoodleBug”

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Well, there’s a lot to be said about Sammy. Oh, the places he’s been! His life, like any true hero’s, is stitched together with episodes that would make your jaws drop. And Spencerville, by the way – Blimey! Ever seen a place like it?

Let us start at the heart of the action, at Choco Chihuahua Castle, the finest establishment for the discerning dog in all of Spencerville. It’s a bustling day, and who’s that lounging at the top of the highest turret? ‘As sure as eggs is eggs’, it’s our Sammy. Look at him – Peanut butter spots and all, surveying his kingdom.

There’s that wagging tail cutting strong, rhythmic beats in the air. It can only mean one thing – food! Is that the tantalising aroma of peanut butter wafting from Pup ‘n’ Go Taco Joint across the plaza? ’Strike me pink’ that waft could wake a dog from a hundred year snooze!

Quick as a flash, off he trots, tail high like a fuzzy flag of honor. A growl against hunger in his belly and partly the thrill of a new adventure, after all ‘a dog’s not just for Christmas.’ Ah, there’s good ol’ Roxy waiting patiently in line, her loyalty shining brighter than the Spencerville sun.

Never one to miss an adventure (or a good meal), Sammy queues up right behind her. Roxy has already ordered two milk bone tacos, Sammy’s favourite. Indubitably a shared feast is in the offing. ‘Time spent with cats is never wasted’, but Sammy was happy enough sharing his feasts with Roxy, even if she was of the canine persuasion.

As he savours his meal under Spencerville’s beautiful, clear skies, Sammy’s attention is momentarily diverted by the sight of a tennis ball in the distance, among the green blades of Grass beach bay, near Collie Canyon.

A new installment in Sammy’s tale beckons! His pads itching for the chase, a tug of war between delicious tacos and the lure of a chase – ‘You can’t have your cake and eat it’. The ‘fur person’ was stumped.

Chop, chew, gulp. His decision made, off he goes, his furry, cream-colored form darting across the landscape leaving a wake of grass and laughter. Life in Spencerville trundles on, a symphony to dogs, their dreams and their escapades. ‘The Ball awaits!’ roars Sammy before darting towards Grass Beach Bay, and thus, another adventure begins.

Anyway, ‘every dog must have his day’ and ‘every tale its teller’. Mine just happens to be a stripy sofa in a corner of Pet Partners Pet Supplies overlooking Sammy’s favorite haunt, and wouldn’t trade it for all the peanut butter in Spencerville.

The End.