A Fresh Fraz Tale

This tale of a tale, according to a pink poodle, is all true but certain names might have been changed to protect innocent parties.

A long time ago, according to the pink poodle himself, that being 4-5 doggie years ago, a pink poodle named Fraz grew up in a quiet town in England. His father owned the local bakery, and his whole family, consisting of him and the parents, worked there everyday hard at work, baking the most wonderful pastries and scones with passion and dedication.

This little shop was a favourite hangout for the people in town because they made the most fantastic scones and jam rolls. And everyday, there would be endless streams of people and poodles waiting patiently in line to buy their pastries and even to just sit there, sip tea and enjoy a slice of cake even. Without fail, every afternoon when the English thirst for tea, you could hear the frazzled voice of the young poodle. If you passed by, you could hear the poor boy endlessly asking things like, "papa, is this for table three?" or "papa, do we still have tea?" and even, "papa, Uncle Thomas is asking if we are absolutely sure we will be opening for business tomorrow even though he knows we open 7 days a week without fail. He just wants to be sure."

Step into the shop, and a warm and cosy picture greets you. There in the kitchen and counter, you would see a pair of poodle couple busy making bread and preparing them. Out running furiously round tables and and taking orders would be their young son, a... yes, a pink poodle. If you ever visit that little shop, be sure to order yourself a nice hot mug of chocolate and order the strawberry roll. Why? Because it is a technicolor feast just to watch the young pink poodle, whose colors are already so striking, lug this huge piece of similarly-colored strawberry roll to your table. Occasionally, you could even hear grandmothers making naughty remarks about how the young pink poodle looks as delicious as their strawberry rolls!

I heard their pastries are still as good, but it's a pity the young poodle is no longer helping out there now. He refuses to disclose ther address of their little humble shop but should you ever see a bakery that, at a glance, looks as though there were strawberry rolls running about, then most surely, you would know, you've found their little haven. Be sure to try their rolls!