Princess Coco's Story

Once upon a time, in a cozy doggy kingdom, I reigned supreme — Her Royal Highness Queen Coco, the First of Her Name.

My loyal subjects (read: my hoomans) pampered me with an abundance of toys. Oh, the treasures! Squeaky squirrels, plushy unicorns, and tennis balls galore. I had so many toys that even my paws staged a protest—they formed a tiny union and demanded a raise in treat allowances!

Amidst all the squeaks and fluff, a shadow loomed. I’d gaze out the window, my royal snout pressed against the glass, and my heart would ache. For beyond the palace walls, there were dogs who didn’t know the joy of a bouncy rubber chicken or the thrill of unraveling a rope toy.

Their lives were devoid of plush hedgehogs and crinkly dinosaurs. It was a tragedy, my dear friends—a canine injustice! And so, with a regal twinkle in my eye, I hatched a plan. I summoned my most loyal hooman companion, Lady Lisa (she’s a bit of a goofball, but we love her). I leaned in close, my whiskers practically touching her strangely fur free face, and whispered, “Listen, sis. We’ve got a mission. Fetch me a website—a magical portal where humans can sprinkle joy into the lives of less fortunate pups. Go forth, my loyal minion, and spread the word!"

“But Princess Coco,” she said, “how will I find this website?” I winked. “Fear not, dear sister. The squirrels have whispered its name: ‘wigglebutt’ There, humans can donate toys, treats, and belly rubs to pups in need. It’s like Amazon Prime, but for wagging tails!” And off she scampered on those crazy two legs of hers.

Soon, the kingdom buzzed with anticipation. Dogs from all walks of life (and all leash lengths) gathered around their screens. They clicked, they scrolled, and they added chew toys to their virtual carts. The joy was contagious—the kind that makes tails wag so hard they threaten to lift off like helicopters.

And thus, my legacy expanded beyond mere squeakers and fluff. I became Princess Coco the Benevolent, Patron Saint of Wagging Tails. The palace walls echoed with barks of gratitude, and even the squirrels bowed in reverence (or maybe they were just practicing their yoga stretches— I can’t be sure).

Visit www.wigglebutt.co.uk, and together, let’s make tails wag, hearts leap, and doggy dreams come true! And that, my fellow adventurers, is how a queen with too many toys became a champion for all the good pups out there.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a royal nap to attend. May your days be filled with belly rubs and endless tail wags!