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Pickles
Hello.
Amanda Weldon
Welcome to Stories Podcast. I'm your host, Amanda Weldon. Today's story is called Dog King and Pickles and the Elf, an original story written for you by Daniel Hines. We have Stories Podcast merch, available@storiespodcast.com shop. We're also on Cameo for all of your personalized video message needs. And don't forget to follow us on Instagram Stories Podcast. If you send us a drawing of your favorite scene or character, we'll share it on our feed. Now, here's a word from our sponsors. Experience the beloved Harry Potter series like you've never heard them before on Audible Harry Potter the full cast audio editions present the iconic series as a truly spellbinding listening event for the whole family. The adventure will surround you. You'll hear footsteps echoing off the walls of Hogwarts and the whoosh of a golden snitch as it darts past your ear. And the production also features a rousing new musical score that heightens every magical moment. Listen as a list Stars like Hugh Laurie as Albus Dumbledore and Keira Knightley as Professor Umbridge create a spellbinding experience for not only longtime Harry Potter fans, but also those brand new to the magical world of witchcraft and wizardry. The first story, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone, is available now, with new audiobooks releasing every month. Moving forward, it's Harry Potter like you've never heard it before. Listen on audible go to audible.com HP1 and start listening today. It's the busiest travel season of the year and I think we can all agree that traveling long distances can be rough, especially for kids. Luckily, Netflix has everything you need to keep your family entertained and during even the longest cross country trek. Download your kids favorite Netflix games, shows and movies to watch anywhere for on the go entertainment. Netflix Kids games are fun and educational and will keep your kids entertained with their favorite characters in games like Paw Patrol, Academy, Barbie Color Creations and World of Peppa Pig. The games all work without WI fi, so they're travel ready and perfect for road trips, flights and travel downtime. All games are fully unlocked with your existing Netflix membership, no extra costs or in app purchases. Visit netflixfamily.com traveltips for all your kids holiday entertainment. Thanks. Enjoy the episode.
Chorus / Dog King Song
Dog King he's the King of the Dogs Dog King he's the king of the dogs Dog King he's the king of the dogs Dog King he's the king of the dogs his mother was a dog, his father was a king so now he's Dog King and He's king of the dogs.
Amanda Weldon
Dog King, his bite is worse than.
Chorus / Dog King Song
His bark Dog King, because he bites.
Amanda Weldon
Like a shark Dog King, you know he's ruling the streets Dog King, he won't roll over for treats.
Chorus / Dog King Song
His mother was a dog, his father was a king so now he's Dog King and he's king of the dogs Dog King.
Amanda Weldon
Today we find Dog King, King of the Dogs, lying on his throne, gazing out at his kingdom. And what a beautiful kingdom it was. Sure, it was just an alley nestled in between a couple of dry cleaners and the throne was a mattress almost as dirty and lumpy as Dog King himself, but today it was a glowing realm of pure beauty.
Dog King
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.
Amanda Weldon
Dog King sang to himself as the white flurries danced through the air. It had been coming down lightly all morning and the alley and the dumpsters and even Dog King himself were frosted in a layer of clean white shining snow. Not even so much as a pee stain. Yet Dog King rolled over, sloughing off the snow and exposing his other side with a sigh of happiness like a lot of big shaggy dogs. The snow didn't bother him at all, and it actually felt nice when a little layer of it built up on his coat. It was getting close to the holidays so the alley wasn't as busy as normal. The dogs were mostly at home, playing in their yards with their kids, chasing snowballs and barking at snowmen. But eventually the kids would go in for hot chocolate or to play games or just to warm up, and when that happened the dogs would come trickling into the alley to say hello. But until then, Dog King rolled over to show his non snowy belly to the sky and let the snow fall over him like a soft white blanket while he snoozed.
Rambo
Hey buddy.
Amanda Weldon
Came a voice an hour or so later. It was hard to tell exactly what time it was when the sky was all snow and the sun was just a hazy splotch somewhere behind the clouds. Dog King sat up, shaking the snow from his fur and blinking the flakes out of his eyes. He saw Rambo, the rust brown pitbull and Broadwin, the big Saint Bernard.
Dog King
Hello you two, dog King said, smiling.
Amanda Weldon
And licking the melting snow from his chops.
Dog King
How is your snow day going?
Amanda Weldon
So far so good, sugar, said Broadwin. Being a Saint Bernard, she was perfectly at home in the snow. Dog King had seen her sleep outside in a blizzard and wake up complaining she was sweating in her fur.
Rambo
Yeah, I caught a million snowballs.
Amanda Weldon
And then a snowman looked at me wrong.
Rambo
So I knocked him over, said Rambo, all excitement.
Amanda Weldon
The pit bull had a short coat, but he was so wild and wiggly that he never seemed to get cold.
Rambo
We thought we'd go on a pee tour to hit all this new white snow. You want to come?
Dog King
Sounds great, dog King said. Where should we go first?
Amanda Weldon
Oh, darlings, I saw the park on the way over here. It is still pristine. We should head on over that way before all the best spots are taken. Sounds good, said Rambo.
Rambo
I call the slide. I want to see if I can pee all the way down.
Amanda Weldon
Well, then whoever slides down it next will get soaked. Rambo, said Broadwin. I'm going down with it, Rambo said, still wiggling. Broadwin and Dog King laughed.
Dog King
Sounds good. Let's head out to the park then. Wait, did you hear that?
Amanda Weldon
Hear what? Brodwin said, cocking her fuzzy head side to side.
Rambo
Yeah, I don't.
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Rambo trailed off.
Rambo
Wait, is that Pickles?
Amanda Weldon
Said Dog King.
Dog King
But where is the little guy?
Amanda Weldon
They looked around and finally saw a little mound of snow heading right for them. Under the white blanket, they could hear Pickle's little voice grunting and whining.
Rambo
There he is.
Amanda Weldon
Said Rambo. I gotcha, Dumplin, said Broadwin. She dipped her big fuzzy head into the snow and rooted around for a second like she was bobbing for apples. Then, with a snowy pop, she pulled her head out and lifted Pickles by the scruff. The little Chihuahua emerged from the snow, still grunting, and now it was clear why. Just as Broadwin was carrying Pickles by the scruff, Pickles was carrying something else by the scruff. At a quick glance, it looked like an old doll about the size of a Barbie, which were excellent to chew, but it was kicking and thrashing inside the little dog's mouth.
Pickles
Whoa.
Amanda Weldon
Called Rambo.
Dog King
What?
Rambo
She got.
Dog King
Drop it here, quick.
Amanda Weldon
Called Dog King, sliding over an old plastic shed. Pickles spat out the little creature, and then Dog King dropped a milk crate over it, trapping it.
Pickles
Ah, gotcha.
Amanda Weldon
Screamed Pickles triumphantly.
Pickles
You thought you could rob me and my family? You thought you could just waltz into the Pickles household and take what you want? Ba. I told you I had friends. And now guess what? You're caught. And I'm the best. Ha.
Amanda Weldon
Brodwin herded Pickles while Dog King peered into the crate to see what strange creature Pickles had brought them. And what are you looking at, you big fuzzy galoot? Dog King blinked as the creature insulted him. It stood up and brushed the snow and dirt off. And to the dog's amazement, it wasn't a little creature or critter at all. It was an elf. It stood maybe a foot tall, looking like a pixieish man in red and green work clothes. He had a neat little brown beard and bushy eyebrows and just about the nastiest expression you'd ever seen.
Dog King
You are an elf, dog King said.
Amanda Weldon
Wow, you have eyes, said the elf, glaring out through the milk crate bars.
Dog King
Pickles called Dog King, did you capture an elf?
Pickles
An elf?
Amanda Weldon
Asked Pickles, coming back over with Brodwyn?
Pickles
More like a thief. I came downstairs to get some leather from my dad's shoe shop to chew, and who do I see stealing all his tools? This little criminal?
Amanda Weldon
I wasn't stealing you yappy little mutt, said the elf. I was helping yappy little mutt, pickles said.
Pickles
I'll have you know my voice is deep for a Chihuahua. I'm all about that bass. No treble, thank you very much. And Mutt, there's nothing wrong with mutts. But I'm pure Chihuahua, and you are pure thief.
Amanda Weldon
Easy now, dumplin, said Broadwin.
Rambo
Can we eat it?
Amanda Weldon
Asked Rambo, peering through the crate. You can try, the elf said darkly.
Dog King
No one is eating anyone, dog King said. Let's hear this guy out. Pickles, just chill for a second.
Amanda Weldon
Oh, I'll chill, said Pickles.
Pickles
Chill at the gates of heck. No one steals from my dad.
Amanda Weldon
Dog King let Pickles rant until he was out of breath, and then he turned back to the little creature in the crate.
Dog King
So you are an elf, he said. Shouldn't you be at the North Pole?
Amanda Weldon
The elf rolled his little eyes. Okay, so there are a few different kinds of elves. You're thinking of the ones that work for Santa. They're good guys. Real happy and jolly and full of love. He spat through the bars. I'm not one of those.
Pickles
No, you're a thief.
Amanda Weldon
Snapped Pickles.
Pickles
A thief kind, and Santa wouldn't like you one bit.
Amanda Weldon
Dog King scooted Pickles back a bit and looked at the little elf.
Dog King
All right, so what kind of elf are you then?
Amanda Weldon
Well, said the elf, wiping pickles spit off his arms, lately I've been a chew toy, but what I really am is a cobbler. Rambo perked up at this, getting a little too close to the elf.
Rambo
You're a cobbler. Like a peach cobbler or an apple cobbler. Oh, I need a taste.
Amanda Weldon
The elf held up his hands and shrank back in his crate. Not that kind of cobbler, big guy. He said, I'm a cobbler who helps with shoes. I make shoes. Every year around the holidays, all us cobbler elves go out and try to help shoemakers get their work done so they have more time for their families at Christmas. Sure, said Pickles.
Pickles
You just come in and do work for free.
Amanda Weldon
Lies.
Pickles
You were there to steal, to rob. You just didn't count on old Pickles to be there to thwart your plans.
Amanda Weldon
No sugar, said Brodwin. I've heard this story before. Elves and the shoemaker. It's a real thing. Is your daddy a cobbler, Pickles?
Rambo
What kind of cobbler?
Amanda Weldon
Asked Rambo, still only half listening, while he drooled and fantasized about desserts.
Pickles
He is not a shoemaker or a cobbler. He is an artist. He works in leather and he makes the finest boots available. I keep trying to tell him he should be in Milan working Fashion Week, but he's happy here in town fixing shoes and making custom pairs. He works in shoes like Picasso worked with paint. He's a genius.
Amanda Weldon
Well, he had so many Christmas orders, he was going to be busy straight through Christmas Eve working. Impossible, said Pickles.
Pickles
We have a Christmas Eve tradition. We go to the Holiday park with the kids and I get to bark at everyone ice skating. Last year I made a couple fall over so bad it started an eighth skater pileup.
Amanda Weldon
That's where I come in, said the elf, still surly. We go out every year around the holidays and help craftsmen who are too busy. We sorta help Santa and those guys out. Sure, we don't make toys, but I can make an incredible pair of loafers. I was assigned to Pickles. Dad was supposed to help him last night so he would be free to spend Christmas Eve with his family.
Pickles
Oh, that's so nice of you, said Pickles. Why didn't you say so?
Amanda Weldon
Well, I was trying, but some little maniac picked me up, shook me senseless, and then dragged me screaming through the streets.
Pickles
Who would do such a thing to a friend of Santa?
Amanda Weldon
Pickle said, and then realized what he'd done me.
Pickles
Oh, Sweet Georgia Brown.
Amanda Weldon
I'm sorry, he wailed.
Pickles
I thought you were a thief. Oh, this is going to get me in so much trouble with Santa. I'm getting cold for years. I don't even like coal. It gets my fur all dirty. Oh, I've made a terrible mistake.
Amanda Weldon
Pickle started hyperventilating, so Brodwyn picked him up and put him on her broad back to relax. Dog King patted him with a sympathetic paw and then turned back to the elf.
Dog King
Well, seems like we made a big mistake, he said.
Amanda Weldon
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Dog King
Quince.com stories we're sorry for all that. We've never met an elf before. Usually little creatures are just for chasing.
Amanda Weldon
Yeah, well, it's my fault too, said the elf. I'm not supposed to be seen while I work in and out with a little magic. I don't know how that little nut saw me. I have sharp eyes, said Pickles, still shaken but unable to stop himself.
Pickles
My Great Aunt Norman was a Force Recon sniper spotter. They could spot a bone from a mile away. So it's in my blood is picking.
Amanda Weldon
Me up and shaking me senseless. In your blood? The elf asked.
Pickles
Chihuahuas come from a proud line of.
Amanda Weldon
Rodent hunters, said Pickles.
Pickles
So I guess it is. I am sorry though. You won't tell Santa, will you?
Amanda Weldon
The elf stretched and then smiled for the first time. Nah, you're all right. My fault for getting sloppy and letting you see me.
Pickles
You weren't sloppy said Pickles. I'm just that good.
Amanda Weldon
Oh, well, said the elf. Not much time left to help with work. I guess I'll try again tomorrow night, but I won't be able to finish it all at this point. Looks like your dad won't be making it to the Christmas Eve parties, Pickles. Sorry, buddy. Pickles started to wail, but Dog King stopped him with a gentle paw to the snout.
Dog King
There is only one knight and only one ewe. But what if you had help?
Pickles
Help?
Amanda Weldon
Snorted the elf. All the elves are busy on their own jobs, and Santa's doing triple time to finish toys for the kids. Where in your fuzzy brain do you think I'm going to find help? Dog King looked from himself to Rambo and Brodwyn and Pickles, and then smiled.
Dog King
You are looking at it.
Rambo
Where?
Amanda Weldon
Asked Rambo, spinning in a tight circle.
Rambo
I don't see it. Is it behind me?
Amanda Weldon
Rambo, honey, said Broadwin. We are the help. Oh, said Rambo. Help with what?
Dog King
I will explain it on the way, said Dog King.
Amanda Weldon
He then turned back to the elf.
Dog King
You have your helpers, and I'll make sure Rambo doesn't eat too much leather. You ready to finish the job?
Amanda Weldon
The elf looked at Dog King in his crooked cardboard crown and then smiled. Hey, I see why they put you in charge around here. Let's go get it done. Pickles stopped sniffling and perked up.
Pickles
You mean there's still time?
Amanda Weldon
If you all help, I think we can do it, said the elf.
Pickles
I knew we could do it. Oh, you're the best elf and I'm the best dog. And together we can build a shoe so beautiful it would make the queen cry a single tear. Oh, can you imagine? Oh, what if we did sneakers for dogs? Broadwin, can you just picture me in some high tops?
Dog King
Easy there, said Dog King. Let's just get the normal work done first.
Amanda Weldon
He turned back to the elf.
Dog King
What is your name anyway?
Amanda Weldon
He said. Oh, you can call me Cobb, he said.
Dog King
Okay, Cobb the cobbler, said Dog King. You want a ride back to the shop?
Amanda Weldon
Ah, for sure, Cobb said, then glared at Pickles. Aw, you don't mean in your mouth, do you?
Pickles
I'm sorry about that, said Pickles. But by the way, it was ancient history and it's sort of rude for you to keep going on about it. I mean, I did catch you in a compromising position. A very compromising position. You look like a thief and I'm the world's best guard dog. So, honestly, I think we both were just doing our jobs, and I just did mine a little better. But don't tell Santa, though, right?
Amanda Weldon
Cobb looked at Pickles and then burst into laughter. It'll be our little secret, big guy. Oh, good, said Pickles. And then he gestured at Broadwin's wide, furry back.
Pickles
Jump on up. We can ride together.
Amanda Weldon
Dog King had them wait until it started to get a little dark, and then he led their strange procession through the streets. A couple people caught a glimpse of the four dogs, but whether it was magic or luck, no one managed to see the elf. It was just after dark when they got to Pickle's dad's shop. The lights were off and the door was closed. Ah, Said Cobb. So how do you lot get in? I have magic, but it only works on myself. He snapped his fingers and he was gone, reappearing on the other side of the glass inside the shop. Then he snapped again and was standing on Broadwin's back. Whoa. Said Rambo.
Rambo
Can you do that to me at the butcher shop? There's a big ham there that's calling my name.
Dog King
Wait, said Dog King. If you can do that, you were never really stuck under a milk crate.
Rambo
Rambo, it's saying eat me.
Amanda Weldon
Nah, laughed the elf. But I wanted to see what you'd do.
Rambo
Eat me.
Amanda Weldon
I'm a ham.
Dog King
Well, I hope we did okay.
Amanda Weldon
Aced it, my guy, said Cobb with a wink. See you on the other side. He snapped his fingers and disappeared into the shop.
Pickles
What about us?
Amanda Weldon
Said Broadwin.
Pickles
I have a doggie door around back, said Pickles. Come on.
Amanda Weldon
The doggie door was actually more of a cat door, and only Pickles could fit. Luckily, with a little help from Cobb, they got the back door open, and all the dogs rumbled into the shoe shop. Oh. Oh, wow. Said Rambo.
Rambo
It's like. It's like a chew toy heaven.
Amanda Weldon
And he was right. Pickles dad made and repaired leather shoes in his shop. All kinds of leather, and there were bits and scraps all over the place. Some of it was treated and stank like chemicals to the dogs, but a lot of it was raw and good to chew. Rambo was drooling so much that Broadwin slipped in the puddle. Okay, sugar, she said to Rambo. Easy now. Rambo started to shake with excitement, so Dog King let him pick a big piece of leather and then sent him outside to chew it and guard the door. Okay, said Cobb. None of you have thumbs, so I'll do the tricky work. But here's what I need. You all start making the stacks, and I'll get cutting Right, said Pickles.
Pickles
We're the experts here, so you all make the stacks and we'll do the important stuff. Right, Cob?
Amanda Weldon
Right, Pickles, said the elf with a smile. And they got to work. After a long night full of rumbling, tumbling, chawing, pawing, stitching and complaining, the elf and the dogs finally finished all the work. Every last shoe. And only a few of them had rule marks.
Rambo
I can't believe we did it, said.
Amanda Weldon
Rambo, chewing on a loafer that had come out too crooked to use.
Pickles
I never doubted it, said Pickles. My family has been making fine shoes since before most people were even wearing shoes. They were barefoot, looking at my great grandfather like he was some kind of shoe wizard.
Amanda Weldon
Suddenly, a light flicked on in the front room. Hello? Is someone there?
Pickles
It's my dad, said Pickles.
Dog King
Everyone out the back.
Amanda Weldon
That's my cue to leave, said Cobb. Was a pleasure working with you all. You too, said Pickles.
Pickles
Sorry about the whole chewing you thing. You'll put in a good word with Santa for me.
Amanda Weldon
Anything for you, Pickles, said Cobb with a smile and a wink to Dog King. See you next year. And he vanished in a puff of smoke that smelled like gingerbread. Pickles, did you sneak down here again?
Pickles
Cheese.
Amanda Weldon
It screamed. Pickles. And all the dogs scrambled out the back door, pausing only to each grab a good scrap to chew on. And so, having saved Christmas for Pickles and his family, the motley crew ran back to their alley. Dog King, as always leading the way.
Chorus / Dog King Song
Dog King, he's the king of the dogs Dog King, he's the king of the dogs Dog King, he's the king of the dogs Dog King, he's the king of the dogs his mother was a dog, his father was a king so now he's Dog King and he's king of the dogs Dog King his.
Amanda Weldon
Bite is worse than his bark Dog King because he bites like a shark Dog King, you know he's ruling the streets Dog King, he won't roll over.
Chorus / Dog King Song
For treats his mother was a dog, his father was a king so now he's Dog King and he's king of the dogs Dog King.
Amanda Weldon
Today's story Dog King, Pickles and the Elf was an original story written for you by Daniel Hines, edited and produced for you by Ellie Hines and performed for you by me, Amanda Weldon. If you would like to support Stories podcast, you can leave us a five star review on iTunes. Check out all of our merch available@storiespodcast.com Shop Commission a special video on Cameo. Follow us on Instagram stories, podcast, or simply tell your friends about us. Thanks for listening.
Host: Amanda Weldon
Air Date: December 24, 2025
Writer: Daniel Hines
Podcast: Stories Podcast: A Bedtime Show for Kids of All Ages
In this heartwarming holiday tale, "Dog King: Pickles and the Elf," Dog King and his motley crew of alley dogs embark on a snowy adventure to help Pickles the Chihuahua unravel the mystery of a stranger in his dad's shoe shop. What starts off as a case of mistaken identity turns into a magical collaboration to save Christmas, blending humor, teamwork, and lessons in apology and forgiveness—all set to the backdrop of a cheerful snowy day.
Dog King (on leadership):
Rambo (comic relief):
Pickles (on his legacy):
Cobb the elf (on forgiveness):
Narration (closing warmth):
The episode maintains a warm, humorous, and genuinely kindhearted tone throughout, full of silly dog banter and gentle lessons in empathy and teamwork. Dialogue is playful yet wise, ensuring both children and adults find enjoyment and meaning.
Perfect for a cozy winter listen, “Dog King: Pickles and the Elf” combines laughter, mischief, and the spirit of Christmas into a story young listeners will want to revisit every holiday season.