“Yo! Radar here. Smudge and I ditched our K9 Kebabs to unravel a spooky tail at Chihuahua Castle. Turns out, just Shadow, marooned atop the castle, spooking Pawsburg. Heroes? Us, naturally. Celebrated with our beloved Kebabs. Just another night in Pawsburg, mate. Even gave celery a chance! Here’s to thrilling nights! – Radar”

Listen to the story here

You wouldn’t believe the tail I’ve got to tell, paws down the wildest thing to happen in Pawsburg. Last night, I, Radar, snuck off to our lovely little doggy delight, with adventure on the mind and mischief in my step.

My canine compadre, Smudge, and I were trotting our way to K9 Kebabs for the “Woof-Worthy special.” A belly-rubbing stew that could give Mr. Jenkins homemade beefy magic a run for its money. We stroll up to the counter; the aroma wallops us like a well-thrown frisbee. I’m inches away from that first slurp when, out of nowhere, a distressing howl echoes from the direction of Chihuahua Castle.

Chills prickled the fur right down my spine. This was no ordinary yelp; it had the dread of a toy lost under the couch. Smudge looks at me, I look at him. The special can wait; we’ve got a thriller on our paws.

We dash across Pawsburg, the moon our sole guide. As we approach the Castle, visages of some of our finest four-legged friends appear, their eyes wide and tails tucked. Hearing the tale of a mysterious shadow prowling around, we delve into action, our noses in overdrive, sniffing out clues like bargain dog treats at Pet Partners Pet Supplies.

Hours pass, the mystery unfurls with the frequency of celery being tolerated—it doesn’t! The shadow continues its phantom serenade from the castle’s heights. Now, I can tell you firsthand, the bravado in Pawsburg is commendable, but the shadow spook had us shaking like Chihuahuas on a chilly night. That’s when it hit me, the answer nestled right under my wet nose.

The shadow—our tormentor—was nothing more than Mrs. Pembroke’s overly dramatic mastiff, Shadow. His notorious fear of heights had him stranded atop the castle, his howls mistaken for eerie threats instead of pleas for help. So, it was a simple task of encouraging our buddy down, a heroes’ job wrapped up quicker than service at The Doggie Daycare on a slow Tuesday.

We returned, heroes of the night. Our reward? The Woof-Worthy special at K9 Kebabs, naturally. After all, nothing better to round off an edge-of-your-seat kind of night than a hearty broth of victory.

It’s just another day in Rader’s Pawsburg stories, but let me tell you, nothing beats the adrenaline rush of a good midnight thriller. Even celery had a better chance of appealing to my taste buds. I, Radar, embrace my curiosity, cherish these thrilling adventures for they make Pawsburg a haven, a city woven with stories in every bark. Let it bark, I say!

The End.

Share This Story: