My Dog Leads Two Lives

My Dog Leads Two Lives
I've learned not to worry. I know he'll be back.

Saturday, September 24, 2016

Omar Blue, His Pack And Those Darn Mountain Lions

 
Ma went into the kitchen to get her some popcorn and my peanut butter knuckle bone. We're going to reminisce about when the mountain lions  followed me and my pack into the mountains.
 
Here she comes. Now we're ready.....
 
 
My Omar Blue looks different here. Pack leader. Strong, brave and ready for what's to come.
 
 
 
When Omar took his pack to see his canine kin up in the mountains, they were followed by mountain lions. The leader Booby, and his followers, were ready to pounce on my Omar and his friends but that didn't scare them at all. They just weren't afraid. Booby was wondering why. 
 
Waiting at the top of the hill
Booby was looking down

He was thinking maybe this wouldn’t work
Their numbers weren’t that sound.
 
 The dogs were outnumbered
Three to one
They knew but didn’t care
They completely turned the attack around
Only Omar’s pack would dare.

 We’ll do what we came here for
Gonna wipe out Omar’s pack
But when we leave this mysterious place
We don’t ever wanna come back.

The mountain lions headed down the hill
Gonna meet them face to face
Each had an eerie feeling
There was something about this place.

 As they went further down the hill
Omar’s pack was coming up
They were about to meet in the middle
When something else came…
 
Omarrr!!!!!!
Came a mighty roar
That nearly shook the ground
Every animal on the hill
Stopped and looked around.
 
To the lions amazement
What they saw
They might not live to tell
They’d never been this afraid before
They all could fight quite well.

 Up the hill behind them
Sitting for all to see
Were the biggest, meanest looking Dobermans
That there could ever be.
 Each weighed at least 200 lbs.
All muscle easy to see
Focusing on the lions
Who had no place to flee.
 
They moved apart, to make a space
Why, only Omar knew
Cause through that space, meanest of them all
Came Nitro and Sai Fon Blue.

 
They looked around
Didn’t need no crowns
They were the leaders
 Of Iron Dog Land.
 
Omar turned
To face his pack
Said, “Get ready
To meet my clan."
 
Nitro looked at the lions
Sai Fon looked at her baby boy
If she saw one nick, on Omar’s body
She’d command the clan to destroy.

 Nitro spoke to the lions
“We know you were looking to fight
So we’re gonna make sure
You’ve had your chance
If we let you leave here tonight.”
 
Omar walked up to them both
“I brought my Pack to meet you all
We had put aside the lions
And were really having a ball.
 
We were about to put an end to this
I planned to do it
Before you came.

Was gonna show those lions
A thing or two
Then send them home in shame”.
 
“We’ve been watching you” said Nitro
You’ve quite an amazing pack
We liked the way
They stood by you
And had each other’s backs.
 
I know you’d like to finish this, son
But you all have done enough
We’re taking the lions off your hands
Gonna show them how to be tough.
 
Omar looked at Booby
He could swear he saw a tear
“Pa let’s just send them all back home
We might do this again next year”.

 All the K-9s started laughing
Omar’s pack and his kin too
Then Sai Fon spoke to the lions
“Tell you what I’m gonna do.
 
 
I’ll follow my boy’s advice this time
But you better get this clear
Omar don’t need no watching
But if he needs us, we’ll be there.
 
The lions showed a spark of life
Could this really be true
They’re not even gonna beat us down
Thank you Omar Blue!
 
Omar’s kin opened the circle
But only a little space
For the lions to walk through one by one
As they looked each in the face.

Booby and his pride
Had gone a ways
Then stopped to take a rest
 
They wanted to talk
About what just happened
Booby told it best.
“I’ve never been scared like that before
What made us come up here.
Did you see the looks they gave us
When they let us out of there.
 
They called that place Iron Dog Land
And they all were Omar’s kin
No wonder he’s so big and bold
Look what he grew up in!
 
And I have to admit
That Omar’s pack
Fit in that place just right
That’s the bravest bunch of canines
I ever met until last night.”
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As usual, I didn't know Omar and his pack were in such danger. I don't think they ever believed the mountain lions could overtake them. They were ready to fight. What a Pack! What a leader!
I'm glad Omar's kin arrived. Why didn't they intervene sooner? I guess it's the way of the wilderness.
We hope you enjoyed this "true tale." I've met Omar's kin and his Pack. Their adventures never cease to amaze me.
I'll be back with more!
 
  
 
 
 
 

Monday, September 5, 2016

Omar Blue - Koffee, Tee and Sugatoo

We were at the computer finishing up our BiggSiss work, so we could go on our long walk yesterday, when a picture of two of Omar's pack members  flashed on the screen. It was Omar's friends Rhodesian Ridgebacks Koffee and Tee.


I don't know how it happened but the picture disappeared as fast as it showed up. Omar's eyes widened, as he quickly stood.

He said, "I'm sorry Ma, I gotta go, my pack needs me," and he was off like a shot, to K-9 Town. Of course, I understood.


Not only that, I knew I was in for a good accounting when he returned.

I was right. He told me this morning, that it was a family member of Koffee and Tee's and he was in trouble.

He had picked up some pretty bad habits from his people family and thought he was celebrating the Labor Day Holiday with them.

All of a sudden they completely turned on him and were being very mean and abusive to him, because he wasn't the playful, graceful canine they had envisioned he would be.

Sugatoo
When Omar arrived, Koffee and Tee were headed his way, as he knew they would be.

"We gotta go get Sugatoo Omar," they said.

Omar looked at his two friends. "Lets go!" were his only words.

Omar Blue never tells exactly how they do these things, but they brought Sugatoo back to the waiting pack a while later.

The females wanted to care for him but the males said they had to handle this one, and off they went with Sugatoo in tow.

Omar says they had their work cut out for them, but that didn't matter.

Sure enough, whatever they did worked wonderfully. Here he is after they finished with him.


He's proud of his new look and the love and care he received from the pack. His new family. He'll stay at K-9 Town until his humans change their ways too, if ever.

Another rescue for Omar Blue and his K-9 Town pack.

Now they have their Koffee, Tee and Sugatoo.

 

Sunday, September 4, 2016

Omar Blue tells student leaders - "Only you have the power to stop campus violence."

 
Happy Labor Day weekend everyone. Me and Ma are working today. Just so much to do.

I'm taking "another" little break but Ma's waiting for you inside.

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Omar has disappeared on me again, but that's okay. He works hard.  BiggSiss.com couldn't ask for a better mascot.
 
We'll be quitting for the day soon. Going for a nice long walk.
 
Today we've been catching up on research, statistics, theories and collaborations regarding campus violence.

All good, but none offer the direct preventive of BiggSiss.

Are you a leader? Do you know a bright student willing to guide the fight against campus violence?

The Task: Empower others by letting them know about BiggSiss, the unique technology that can work with Colleges and Universities across the nation.

Leave your legacy through BiggSiss by making this year the turning point for violence against students on campus.

Together we can lower these challenging statistics.

Find out more about BiggSiss.com at http://www.BiggSiss.com.

Contact us at neveralone@biggsiss.com.

Wednesday, August 31, 2016

Omar Blue - Remembering the Komondors

I’ve been asked where some of Omar Blue's pack members come from.  By now you realize that the two K-9 Town Seers, Great Dane Granny and Komondor Rasta Mama are quite an interesting duo.


Omar says Great Dane Granny, whose gift allows her to ward off bad spirits, doesn’t like attention, but Komondor Rasta Mama is just the opposite. If we talk about Rasta Mama first, Great Dane Granny will want her turn.

Here's  Komondor Rasta Mama. She arrived at K-9 Town with her son and family.


While I went for the snacks, Omar got comfortable in his favorite chair. Then we were ready.

He started telling me about the day his close friend Komondor Rasta Kooley came to K-9 Town, with Rasta Mama and the rest of his family in tow.

I decided I'd tell the story instead, and let him rest and enjoy it since this is one of my favorites and I've had him tell it to me many times. 



It was a beautiful sunny morning,

at K-9 Town, USA.

They were having a big outing;

all the dogs were at play.



But in the pack, there did remain,

a restless St. Bernard.

Who decided he would take a walk

staying put was much too hard.

 


As he walked on, he came upon,

a fascinating pack.

Three Elders and four puppies,

with strange hair down their backs.



He asked them where they came from;

they said from far away.

He would take them to his leader;

this was their lucky day.



They were so very tired;

 more walking would be hard.

But they had met a new friend,

in Sandy the St. Bernard.



When Sandy got them to the pack,

the females circled around.

They said, “Sandy, sit them down right here,

til Omar Blue is found.”



Omar Blue arrived then;

he’d seen them coming up.

The St. Bernard was moving fast,

carrying all four pups.



THE MALE NEWCOMER SPOKE



 “I’m Komondor Rasta Kooley;

our breed is from overseas.

We settled here some time ago,

a place called New Orleans.



I know we may look strange to you,

our hair,  some call them dreds.

I do admit our long tight locks,

do turn a lot of heads.



I travel with my lovely wife

my little puppies too.

From what I see, how glad we’d be,

to settle down with you.”

  

And this is Rasta Mama;

she’s everyone’s delight.

Her dreams sometimes will help us,

her gift of second sight.”




Omar looked each up and down;

“I’ve heard of you before.

I had a friend, some time ago,

Pow Wow the Komondor.



Now Rasta Mama, what is this gift,

He’s calling second sight.

We don’t believe in Voodoo,

or creatures in the night.”



Rasta Mama looked at him;

“I wouldn’t lie to you.

Sometimes I get a vision,

of things that soon come true.



I would never tell you anything,

I think would hurt the pack.

I’d use my gift to help you all,

and always have your back.



I dreamed that we would be here,

about a month ago.

I saw a mighty leader,

I would be very glad to know.



In my dream I also saw,

my Kooley at your side.

With the others in your pack,

all heads held high with pride.”



She stopped, as they all heard a noise,

 and looked across the bay.

About 20 coyotes getting close,

what did they want today?



They wouldn’t have given it a second thought,

until they noticed Coyote Red.

A troublemaker from the past,

talking fast and bobbing his head.



“You all wait here,” Rasta Kooley said;

“I know they’re looking for me.

I’ll be right back but just in case,

take care of my family.”




Kooley shot off like a bullet,

but the pack ran just as fast.

Leader Omar Blue in front of them,

with the smallest pulling up last.



Rasta Kooley spoke to Omar first,

“You shouldn’t have brought them here.

Just something I’ve got to straighten out,

and I’ll be back over there.”



He looked around, surprised to find,

the females had joined them too.

But they didn’t look like females now,

just canines with something to do!



Rasta Kooley faced the group,

that had followed him all this way.

He asked “What you scoundrels doing here?

I know you didn’t come to play.”

 

The leader said, “You stole from us,

that’s why we’re hunting you.

The furs you took are ours,

so you know what you better do.”



“I won those furs fair and square;

I wasn’t planning on any trouble.

It was dumb of you, to raise that bet,

then worse when you bet double.



I think you all should leave now;

you shouldn’t want to stay.

But if you do, I promise you,

You’re going to regret this day!”



The coyotes were looking at Rasta Kooley,

but more so at his back.

They’d never seen anything like them,

Omar Blue and His Pack.





It was Coyote Red as usual,

talking from behind.

“You know Kooley stole those furs of yours,



why you being so doggone kind?”




While Coyote Red was moving up,

his pals were moving on.

When he turned to see them heading out,

he knew he’d better be gone.

 
Rasta Kooley turned to face the pack,

“I’m sorry I spoiled your day.

Didn’t mean to bring this upon you,

To bad it had to happen this way.

 
It was Omar Blue who spoke to him,

“You spoiled nothing that way.

In fact we found out more about you,

then if we had talked all day.”



He joined the pack and started back,


 so happy that they could stay.


 He saw his wife with the females,

and knew she felt the same way.


It was late that night, they were packing up,

 to get back to the den.

The shepherds were waking the puppies up

 They’d been knocked out since 10.


 Then Rasta Mama came over,

 to talk to Omar Blue.

She said, “You’re as great a leader

 as rumors say of you.

 
You knew what you were doing,

 following my Kooley today.

 You knew those coyotes would take one look,

 then want to get away.


Remember the dream, I spoke about,

you all standing together with pride.

I saw it in each face today,

when your pack was at your side.”


“Thank you Rasta Mama;

It has been a pretty good day.

Nice to have you here with us,

 we’re glad you found the way.


 What you saw was nothing special;

that’s just how we react.

 We face our troubles together;

our enemies know that fact.”

 
With all the pack now listening

 Rasta Mama turned to say,

 “Thank you all, we are going to love it here

 at K-9 Town, USA.”


“That’s exactly what happened, Ma,” Omar said. You didn't forget one thing, he said proudly.

"Of course I didn't," I told him, proud of myself also.
 
We hope you've enjoyed this excerpt from Book One of the Omar Blue Saga, "Omar Blue and K-9 Town, USA."