- Dog Tales
- July 26, 2023
Leo PawWord Story
Hey fam, it’s Kiki-boo. There was no boring day today. Went shopping with Sammy at The Pawfect Center, scored an epic unicorn toy! Then pizza at Pup-tastic, you know, the usual – chicken and turkey delight. Yum! Missed Max though. (Evil trucks are still invading nap time here.) Thinking of you, appreciate this pet paradise for its pizza and all. Love, Kiki.
It all started one unsuspecting day, in the comfort of Spencerville. There I was, Leo, the stoic, tail-less Pitbull mix, proudly wearing my regal, black coat with a dash of white across my chest. Sammy and I were embarking on one of our regular excursions through Southern Golden Retriever River, basking in the glorious rush of unending adventure.
Lights were flashing on Sparky’s Spadina, prompting us towards The Pawfect Training Center. On any other day, I would have groaned reluctantly; but today was different. Something in the air sparked an unparalleled curiosity within me. As we sauntered into the shop, I waved my paw at Missy, the storekeeper, who always had a warm smile for us. She nudged us towards an exclusive unicorn toy, quite akin to my favourite one back at home. The vibrant colors of it, paired with a tempting sale price, had me wagging my imaginary tail.
After our triumphant shopping spree, we made our way to Pup-tastic Pizza, the spot where every pizza-loving canine’s dream materializes. “One chicken and turkey delight, please,” Sammy barked our usual order to the chef, a Golden Retriever named Sal. My mouth watered in anticipation of a brick-oven roasted slice.
As we waited, the memory of the park swelled within me – the vast spread of green, the tranquillity that it wove around its silent watchers. It was a realm apart, and I could spend hours lost in its allure. I shook off the reminiscing haze as Sal woofed, signaling that our pizza was ready.
Delightful as our day was, it was missing the familial warmth that Max brought. Where was Max, the stalwart English Bulldog? I could only imagine him lounging around Shepherd Skyline, peering into the distant horizon, feeling us from miles away. His absence was the only strain on this near-perfect day.
Once our scrumptious feast was devoured, and my pizza cravings sated, Sammy and I lazed by Yellow Tan Dalmatian Desert. The evening hues wrapped Spencerville in an ethereal glow, coaxing us into a blissful nap.
Yet, as I drifted towards sleep, the sudden cacophony of a distant delivery truck jolted me awake. Why noisy deliveries were allowed in pet paradise remained one of those strange Spencerville policies I still wrestled to make peace with.
Evening descended like poetic punctuation, reminding us of the passing day. As we headed back towards home, I whispered to myself, “Another Spencerville day bites the (literal) dust. Hang in there, old buddy, it breaks to make us whole. And tomorrow, there’s always the park and another pizza slice waiting.”
The End.
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