My Friend Superdawg
By Nathan Hugunin
Superdawg has a secret. Normally he is perched above the intersection of
Milwaukee and Devon, on the edge of the Forest Preserve. At nighttime
he has adventures like going downtown on the bus, or meeting with his
friends Wolfy and Fluky in the Forest Preserve for fun and dares.
Some of their favorite games are Poker, Monopoly, Chess, Snakes &
Ladders and others. But sometimes they get into big adventures. I’ll
tell you about them.
Book 1: Attack of the Factory
When I stopped by to say hello to Superdawg, he wasn’t up on the sign.
He left a note saying “Dear Nathan: I’ve gone on a trip to save the
restaurant. Some evil guys from Australia are trying to take over the
company. Me and my friends have gone out to see what’s going on.
He told me that in his letter. I got on a boat on the Chicago River. We
caught up with Superdawg, and had never seen him swim so fast before.
Ooops! It’s not really Superdawg! It’s a bomb. Mistake, turn around,
drop me off here and get those darn diving suits!
In my pocket I have a photo of Superdawg, just to remember what he
looks like in case I don’t see him again. I checked my cell phone and
had a message from Superdawg. He said: “I’m having a great adventure so
far – a mutant fish attacked us with his atomic flippers and giant
teeth. It took my onion ring boomerang to destroy him, giving us a nice
dinner.” They caught some atomic shrimp appetizers. Pizzas were put
together using these ingredients plus scallops. “Ooh, I just love pizza
Soon he made it to Australia. He met some mutant boxing kangaroos in
the coral reef, and along came a cosmic koala with a ray gun, shooting
teddy bears out of the sky. It reminded him of home. He got to the
building, the final place. But here is the challenge – the mutant
owners, with an arsenal of advanced weapons, too many and too powerful
to count. After defeating the mutant dudes, they got to the Boss. This
was difficult -- he did have all the weapons, too advanced and
powerful, but Superdawg has relish waves! Rotating at high speed and
spraying the company with relish spirals, soon it was too slippery for
the Boss to endure. He started sliding and banging into the walls.
Superdawg could finally throw his catchhup fist. Finally, the Boss gave
up on his global takeover idea and told the company his income was ok
Yay! My friend saved the day! I still get to have those delicious
Superdawg hotdogs, not to mention the sasparilla rootbeer and plentiful
other fast items.
Stay tuned for Book 2: Superdawg and the Reversed Earth Core