- Dog Tales
- September 15, 2023
PawWord Story
“Uncovered the puzzle of the missing donuts today! The parrots’ sweet tooth was eating Pawsburg out of treats. They’ve cawed an apology & promised to behave. All’s well that ends…with donuts! 🍩 #BuddyTheDonutDetective”
In a late, sepia-toned evening, I, Buddy, found myself contemplating the miry oblivion surrounding the curious case of the disappearing doggy donut. Naturally, one might think what business does a self-proclaimed explorer like me have in such matters! But what is exploration if there is no mystery to it, my friend?
Now, this business of the absent dessert began one fine evening in Pawsburg. An unusual silence hovered over our usual bustling quarters when the news spread like wildfire: Doggy Donuts was out of donuts. One might say, “Oh, Buddy! It’s a trivial matter!” But mind you, my friends, a happy dog is a dog who has had his dessert, and without our dear donuts, Pawsburg was under the gloomiest of clouds!
Shaking off my bewildered thoughts, I trotted down the shimmering lanes of Pawsburg; the Choco Chihuahua Castle to my left and the Spotted Red Beagle Beach to my right. As I swung by The Barkery, its usual bustling atmosphere was quiet. The word had reached every corner and in every eye, there lay a hint of concern. Sitting at Bark Burger, over a pair of crispy bacon strips, I pondered over the situation.
Then, in a burst of eureka, I decided to take the case under my paw. With my squeaky balls as my trusty companions and my nose leading the way, I embarked on the mystery of the missing doggy donuts!
My investigation started from its source – Doggy Donuts itself. The scent of the missing donuts lingered in the air, but apart from that, there was no evidence of wrong-doing. My exploration led me to The Fetching Feline Pet Emporium and The Howling Husky Hardware Store. The latter was my least favourite place, the mere echo of hammers and machinery sent a shiver down my spine. But a dedicated detective does not shy away from unpleasant encounters.
As I sauntered through the aisles, sniffing for possible leads, I met the bashful bunny, my old acquaintance, nibbling on a fresh carrot. His ginger gaze evaded mine but having been in Pawsburg for long, I knew this evasion meant he knew something.
“Been nibbling on something sweet lately?” I asked, a smugness masking my tone.
His twitching nose gave him away. Sharing a side glance, he pointed towards the parrots. A piece of the puzzle fell together.
With a new lead, my journey took me to the Greenway park. The case was coming full circle, or so I thought. The chorus of parrots echoed cryptically in the air, but upon my approach, they fluttered and squawked in confusion. “Strawberry glaze feathers!” exclaimed one. “Blueberry delight, taken flight!” said another. Piecing together their cawed clues, I realised it was their love for the sugary treats that had led to the sweet catastrophe!
It was a bittersweet, or should I say a “bitter-donut” revelation, holding my pals accountable for the donut dilemma. Yet, their guilty caw-caws echoed with the promise to curb the sweet cravings and restore Pawsburg’s joy.
And so, dear reader, the case of the missing doggy donuts was resolved, a sweet victory adding to my explorer’s tales. Thus, ol’ Buddy, with his pals in Pawsburg, savored another tale of mystery. In Pawsburg, rest assured, there is no mystery too hard or no adventure too far for a dedicated Border Collie explorer!
The End.
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