Hey Dad,

In Spencerville, all was a riot, dog-style. Russell, the bulldog foodie got bored of Fur Tacos, to everyone’s amusement! Later, spotted his favorite Doggy Donuts shop, swiped by rascally cats led by Kitty Kat Meowington. Couldn’t just stand by and watch, you know?

So, he rallied his pals – Wrigley for strategy, Barkley for distraction, and Lil Dot for opera (yes, really!) The showdown was on! Barkley barked like a vacuum; Cats went all berserk. And Russell, oh what a champ; charged in, Frisbee and all. Even managed to deck the villainous Kitty with it. The day, reclaimed; Hero status, affirmed.

And for afters, Russ got himself a feast-worthy beef donut. Because heroes do deserve their treats. yip yip.

Bubbub.

I’m telling you, there’s no place quite like Spencerville. The land of wagging tails and endless treats, a canine dream come true, I reckon. And right in the middle of it all, at the Hounds’ Hangout, there’s this brute of a bulldog, Russell. The chap’s got charm, I’ll give him that.

They say that the house of Spencer, a renowned pug statesman, was filled with chatter one chilly evening. Millie fluttered her eyelashes dramatically. “I hear that the food at Fur Tacos doesn’t suit Russell’s gourmand tastes anymore,” she announced. A gasp circulated the room, followed by Barkley’s slow British drawl, “Dear me! Is our beloved beef connoisseur turning vegetarian?” The mere thought sent ripples of laughter cascading through the room.

Being a stickler for peace, Russell made his tactful exit, heading for his haven – Mugsy by his side. Twas then, he saw it, the neon glow of the Doggy Donuts shop, stolen right out of his peaceful town. I learned it was the fierce villain, Kitty Kat Meowington and her feline minions, who fancied themselves quite the japesters, disrupting our paradisiacal puppy paradise.

Armed with his indestructible blue Frisbee, ol’ Russ decided to take on the cunning felines. His friends, upon hearing the news, put aside their trivial quarrels. Wrigley, the mutt with a fleet footedness unmatched set off to coordinate their offense. Barkley, the posh bulldog, suggested a distraction, and, bless him, that meant the music-loving Lil Dot would serenade Kitty Kat with an opera performance.

The D-day arrived, well, the evening really. The lights from Lower Silver Siberian Summit reflected off Labradoodle Lake, catching the sparkle in Russell’s eyes. Adrenaline coursed through his veins. You haven’t seen true bravado until you witnessed this bulldog.

As Lil Dot’s angelic voice permeated Spencerville’s air, Russell, Wrigley and Barkley advanced on the abducted bakery. Barkley, not the puppy-faced bulldog you’d believed him to be, emulated the shrill of a vacuum cleaner. And, dear lord, the panic on the cats’ faces!

Amidst this chaos, our steadfast hero, Russell paced with determination. His bulk whacked off attacking felines one by one. And unerringly, he swung the Frisbee, knocking right on Kitty Kat Meowington’s head. As she keeled over, groggy amazement on her face, the rest scampered away.

Russell, our stubborn hero, reaffirmed Spencerville’s serenity. He proved an action is a vital principle at the root of every hero. Even one with a brindle and white body who savors corned beef and cheesesteaks. They claim a hero’s not braver than an ordinary man, but is brave five minutes longer. Russ proved he could be that and darn more, that night. Celebrations erupted across Spencerville, and the story of Russell’s fearless gallantry became yet another legend.

Postscript – Doggy Donuts threw him a feast, and rumor has it, Russ didn’t decline the customary beef-filled, cream-topped donut. After all, who said heroes can’t have treats!

The End.