“Hey family, Daily zaps to Pawsburg (my VIP galaxy!), made buddies, sampled ‘Bow Wow Burgers’ (best thing since kibble!). Met Ollie the pizza pundit, but can’t shake fear of East Bulldog Bay (cue scary music). Dodging vets, sneaking on starlit escapades, & braving occasional spooks from Ollie. It’s a tail-waggin’ galactic journey sprinkled with tons of love. Back in real world now, gotta go lick Daddy’s face. 🐾 – Sammy”

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Every day I, Sampson, the high-spirited Lab, travel to the starlit realm called Pawsburg, my personal galaxy within the universe. From the East Pug Palace to the exotic Shepherd Skyline, my paws have traced it all, making friends, tasting delicious food, and embarking on dream-like adventures. I’ve seen planets up close, probed the universe’s secrets, but nothing prepares one for a universe brimming with endless ‘Chuckit sticks.’

They talk about Wormhole X, but let me tell you, Wormhole ‘Bow Wow Burgers’ had me tail wagging like a metronome set to Andante. Their crust, my dear friend, is so heavenly I can’t resist. It’s as though the ‘Blue Buffalo’s kibble and wet food’ got a gourmet upgrade.” I say passing on the secret to Ollie.

“I see. Barked Sampson, who prefers his nanoscale pizza from Pup-Tastic Pizza.” Ollie said with a tone so casual, as if he were noting the weather.

Yet what looms over Pawsburg is the East Bulldog Bay, a point of contention. Just the idea of the giant water body sends a chill down my spine, memories of an ill-fated past experience. A dog’s instinct is weirdly ironic, isn’t it? We’re brave as lions when it comes to cats or delivery persons but introduce a body of water, and we cower away. Don’t even mention the white-coated vet at ‘The Pawfect training center.’ It’s like sticking your snout into a Klingon’s business, bound to go south.

Well, my dear friend, there is never a dull day here. Imagine a sneaky intergalactic adventure during the day, and by night, coasting the velvet sky as the pet starship’s protective companion. Occasionally, and just occasionally, my intelligence is, well, thwarted by my wilfulness. A certain stubborn streak, as my human Daddy would often say.

“Adventure of the day?” Ollie, my future potential stepbrother, breaks my reverie. His sheer size contrast and brave nature so oddly endearing to me, he’s managed to spook me a couple of times despite me towering over him.

“A cosmopolitan adventure? or perhaps a Trip to Andromeda?” I chuckle. What’s a dog to do in a universe where ‘Fetch! Toys and Treats’ or ‘Canine Cafe’ are his playground?

“Well, a dog’s gotta do what a dog’s gotta do,” says Ollie with a chuckle. We have our work cut out, but hey, isn’t that the charm of Pawsburg? It’s the tastiest of bones spruced up by Daddy’s love and protection. A bone-chew journey to look forward to every day – and night, rather literally into the stars.

Adventures in the cosmic Pawsburg are indeed eye-opening. But as they say, a dog’s love extends beyond the mortal realm. Sampson, signing off from one universe, to return to another, where Daddy awaits.

The End.