My Dog Leads Two Lives

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

Sunday, June 1, 2014

Omar Blue - Puppy Love, Nothing Like It

Omar started back to work today as BiggSiss mascot. He's feeling fine now, thank goodness, and was ready to go. He likes letting people know that there are ways to become proactive against abusive situations that they might know about or unfortunately, be victims of.

After work, he didn't even come in to get undressed. As you can see, he had something on his mind.

"I went out front. Okay Omar, spill it!" I said.
He started, "Alright, Ma.
The K-9 Town puppies are learning to play ball. They asked if they could have their first game at leader Omar's other home today, which is here.
I kind of said yes. I knew you'd want to see them and some of my Pack that are bringing them. Right, Ma?"
Caught off guard, I had just figured out what I was going to say, but I didn't get a chance.

I heard a noise coming from the backyard. I went around the house and saw poodle Sophie Jean and little Polo from K-9 Town, with Major Diggs giving him orders from the other side of the yard.
I also noticed my niece Pepper's handsome Labrador, Kingston, who was spending the day with us. He had invited some of his friends to see him referee the puppies. Omar and I laughed when he told me this because Kingston wasn't used to the K-9 Town pups' level of energy. You'll see how he made out later.  But hearing what his roll was going to be broke the ice and Omar took this to be his answer.
Everywhere I looked there were puppies and dogs with balls, either ready to play, or already playing.  I made me some hot chocolate, bundled up and went back out. Omar had my lawn chair waiting for me.

Some of the older dogs sat near me.
You may remember Omar's dear friend Batdog? She took time out from patrolling New York and Gotham Cities to come referee the games too. Look at her showing her ball handling style. Omar says she promised him she'd stop working so hard and start having more fun like she's doing here.
Later, she's watching the game closely because she knows the puppies aren't beyond throwing tricks into the game. Here's an example.
One of the refs is calling time out for this team, for using unnecessary roughness. Boy are those puppies angry.
This mom had a team of her own. They may look calm now, but they went wild on the field.
The little ones below found a shady spot and were waiting patiently until they decided to run out on the field and grab the other teams' balls.  Now they are on a time out penalty.
The game was a real thriller. Look at Polo. He's using one of the "fake out" plays  Major Diggs had just taught him. Lil Blackie cried fowl because Diggs hadn't showed it to him, so everything stopped so he could be shown that move too. Then they continued. By then I was falling out of my seat with laughter and the canines were howling.
After staying up most of the night practicing, these three were lazily sizing up the competition. They ended up falling asleep and were so comfortable, they wouldn't wake up when it was time for them to play.
Here's referee Boxer Bella (It may be brother Buster. I couldn't tell from where I was positioned.) about to throw in the ball for the last play of the game.

I found out later that this little blue Pit had spent his time taking and hiding every ball he came across. He got caught because he couldn't control his last batch. 

By the time he was caught, the puppies had had all they could take of this ballgame thing. They quit playing ball and started playing their normal games. Not that there were winners or losers, anyway.
The last ones off the field were the same as the first ones on the field.
I watched Major Diggs and the proud little Polo as he yapped excitedly. They were so cute.

My niece picked up Kingston earlier, and just called me.
She said Kingston is so beat, he didn't even stop for a snack. Instead he went straight to bed and was asleep while we were talking.
I had to share this. I hope Kingston's buddies aren't looking.
All in all, it turned out to be a wonderful day. Omar was right to bring the game home but of course I'm not going to tell him that. I'll just wait and see what he and his K-9 Town pack have in store for me next.
I'm sure I won't have to wait long.

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