My Dog Leads Two Lives

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

Saturday, March 9, 2013

OMAR BLUE AND THE BABY COMMANDOS

I know she's looking.
I can always tell when Omar Blue is up to something. He’ll pretend to be busy but tries to keep my attention. “Okay Omar, what is it?” I asked. He said, in that way we have of communicating, “Would you like to come with me to the playground, Ma?” not “Would you take me to the playground, Ma?” but I knew that was of no significance. Something was up.
 
“Why would I want to go to the playground right now Omar?” I asked. “Because you won’t believe what’s about to happen,” he said.

Omar then told me about a group of super intelligent babies that have agreed to help him and his pack search out mistreatment of animals. They are always in the parks or traveling places with their mommies and daddys and get to see a lot. They are called the Baby Commandos.

When we got to the playground it was pretty empty. Then he rode up. The Baby leader, Lil’ Commander Seth Cheatham. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I had to take this picture. I started over but Omar stopped me, saying we can’t be seen, because parents are always watching.  
I see my contacts now. Over and out.
I should have known even this wasn’t enough! Two K9 Town puppies came on the scene. Playing it cool. One looking out, one looking down. Omar called them the Sparrow pups. They would get the new information. Rottie Brady, the K9 Town professor and schoolmarm Poodle Sophie had taught them well.
 

He sees us. Let's go!
They ran over to the baby Commander, all three pretended to play for awhile, then off they went running. Omar said Rhodesian Ridgebacks Koffe and Tee were waiting to take them back to K9 Town, where they would wait for him.

 
We couldn’t get home fast enough. I wanted to go to K9 Town too, but no matter how hard I thought about it, nothing happened this time. I think Omar had something to do with that. I now knew as much as he wanted me to about the Baby Commandos.
 
He couldn’t say, “Bye Ma” fast enough when we got home. He was off like a shot.

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