- Dog Tales
- October 11, 2023
Magnolia PawWord Story
“Hey mom, adventured through Pawsburg to save Kemper, joined by some brave furry pals. Even conquered my fear of storms and (ugh!) vegetables. Ended up bringing Kemper back home just in time to dodge a dreaded bath and got in a sunny group nap. One heck of a dog day. Woof out, Mags!”
“Well, it transpires that even dog adventure cities like Pawsburg have their downside,” I thought, pacing nervously in The Pooch Playhouse, my brindle coat gleaming beneath the suspended lights. A gaze at my reflection confirmed it – my ears, more Dobby-ish than ever, quivered in apprehension.
“I mean, sure, I was excited about sneaking off to Pawsburg, but now…Kemper’s been pup-napped, and I’m organizing a rescue mission for my best bud, instead of savoring a sun-filled nap in Maltese Meadow.”
A rush of determination pulsed through me, stronger than my panic of storms. I decided to assemble a commando of the bravest dogs in Pawsburg. Gathering courage, I began leaping, my long, unnatural legs propelling me into the heart of Pawsburg.
In Shepherd Skyline, I located Bruno, a respected German Shepherd with a history of organizing dog strikes against overpriced chew toys at The Wagging Tail Bookstore.
In White Westie Woods, I enlisted Rosie, the sharpest Westie one could find, infamous for smuggling contrabands from Paws On The Grill into Pup ‘n’ Go Taco Joint.
Last was Biscuit, from Maltese Meadow, a fluffy Maltese with an exceptional talent for distraction, a secret agent who had once fooled everyone at The Pampered Pooch Salon into thinking he was a poodle.
At our rendezvous point, Kibble Cuisine, our energies were high. That is, until the Kibble alfredo was served. Gross, what was the chef thinking?
“Alright team, listen up,” I said, punching a frisbee (no, really, I do that) for dramatic effect. “We rescue, Kemper. No vacuums. No storms. Definitely no baths. And remember, stay away from vegetables–they’re gross.”
The night was quiet as we embarked our mission, a careful trot cloaked in the mystery of Pawsburg. The plan went off well until Biscuit, the smooth operator, got distracted by a salon sign and went prancing off, leaving us cursing under our doggy breaths.
“Don’t worry, I’ve got this,” Rosie said, dashing off behind Biscuit. However, in the end, it was Bruno who found Kemper and led us to his location. We found him just in time because another minute of captivity for Kemper would have been a minute too much, no doubt condemning him to a dreaded bath.
After a few quick licks, nudges, and high-paws, we dashed away, an entourage of brave dogs against the twilight sky, until we were only dancing shadows against the backdrop of Pawsburg. As we returned, our tails wagging in relief, the only mission left was a shared doggy nap under the warm Pawsburg sun.
What an adventure in Pawsburg, right? But let me tell you, I would punch a million frisbees for that Kemper, and even suffer a few doggy rendezvous at Kibble Cuisine. But hey, that’s the beauty of being Magnolia, the Boxer Dobby-look-alike, in a town where the pups are wild, and the adventures wilder!
The End.
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