My Dog Leads Two Lives

My Dog Leads Two Lives
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Saturday, August 26, 2017

Omar Blue and The Tale of Rasta Mama







After reading my book about timber wolf Shocka Din and his vicious followers, who wanted to take over K-9 Town and hurt me and my pack, some of our friends are curious about how the Seers, Great Dane Granny and Komondor Rasta Mama came to K-9 Town. Those two are really something. We never know what they'll do next.


Ma loves hearing about them too. She's putting Babee Blue to bed, then getting her snacks while I pick out mine. Babee's been playing all day so he'll be asleep in no time. Didn't even put up a fuss, haha.





Great Dane Granny and her family have been with me and my pack since the very beginning but how Komondor Rasta Mama, her son Rasta Kooley and his family came to us, is an entirely different story:




It was a beautiful sunny morning, at K-9 Town, USA
We were having a big outing, everyone was at play


The older males were fishing, the females making lunch
The puppies of course were playing, oh what a happy bunch


Now in the pack there did remain, a restless St. Bernard
He had to go for a little walk, staying put was just too hard
 
As he walked on, he came upon, a fascinating pack
Three Elders and three puppies, with strange hair on each back
He asked them where they came from, they said from far away
He’d take them to his leader, this was their lucky day


They were so very tired though, 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 elders circled around
Said “Sandy, sit them down right here, until Omar Blue is found"


I was on my way to see them, I'd seen them walking up
Sandy weighed down but moving fast, carrying all three pups


"Sandy, where’d you find them? Put them in the females care”
Then poodle Sophie Jean spoke up, “And look at their beautiful hair”

THE MALE SPOKE
 “I’m Komondor Rasta Kooley, our breed’s 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 wife and ma, my little puppies too
From what I see, how glad we’d be, to settle down with you”
The three little pups just stood there, as cute as they could be
Then one of them started talking, “This ain’t where I wanna be!


I left all my best friends back there, and this place ain’t so hot
if you think I’m gonna like it here, I can tell you now, I’m not.”


All I did was look at her, then over at Rottweiler Brady
The professor knowing this one was his said, “You look here young lady.





We have a slew of puppies here, I’m teacher to them all
Me and my schoolmarm Sophie Jean, we let them have a ball

There’ll be none of this attitude, I tell you that today
I’d advise you to start all over,” he said in his quiet way

“Your ma and pa have come too far, for you to act this way
So put your past behind you, and we’ll forget about this display”


The puppy couldn’t believe it, never been talked to like this
She settled down, then turned around, gave her ma a big kiss


“Thank you,” said Rasta Kooley’s wife, “She’s needed that for a while
Please do let her in your class, we really like your style


And this is Rasta Mama, she’s everyone’s delight
Her dreams sometimes will help us, her gift of second sight”


I looked each of them up and down, “I’ve heard of you before
I had a friend some time ago, Pow Wow Komondor


As strong as steel, from head to heel, and loyal as could be
We travelled together for a while, him, Major Diggs and me


Now Rasta Mama what is this gift, she’s calling second sight
We don’t believe in Voodoo, or creatures in the night”


Rasta Mama looked at me, “I wouldn’t lie to you
Sometimes I get a vision, of things that soon come true


I’d never tell you anything, I think would hurt the pack
I’ll use my gift to help you all, and always have your back


dreamed that we would be here, about a month ago
I saw a mighty leader, that I’d be 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”


It was Pit Bull Margie, who spoke up next, “You females come with us
Let’s leave the males, to tell their tales, sit around and fuss


We’ll take the puppies over there, under The Big Oak Tree
Where the other puppies are playing, they’ll be just fine, you'll see


 When they were gone the males went on, it was Major Diggs who said
“When our little puppies finish with them, they’ll be ready for nothing but bed”


It was then and there we heard a noise, from right across the bay
Half dozen coyotes getting close, what did they want today



I wouldn’t have given a second thought until I saw Coyote Red
He wasn’t the leader of the group but was talking and bobbing his head


“You all wait here,” Rasta Kooley said, “I know they are looking for me
I’ll be right back but just in case, take care of my family”





He shot off like a bullet, but we ran just as fast
I took my place in front of my pack, the smallest pulled up last

A few shepherds ran to the puppies, herded them to the side
And there they’d stay if it took all day but there was no need to hide

Rasta Kooley spoke to me first “Omar you shouldn’t have brought them here
Just something I 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 a job to do

Rasta Kooley turned to face the group, that had followed him all this way
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 following you
The furs you took are ours, so you know what you better do”

“I have the furs you right about that, I’m gonna keep them too
We all gonna be real warm this winter, can’t say the same about you

I won those furs fair and square, wasn’t planning on no trouble
It was dumb of you to raise that bet, then worst when you bet double.

I think you all should leave now, you really shouldn’t wanna stay
But if you do I promise you, you won’t forget this day

The coyotes were looking at Rasta Kooley, but more so at his back
They’d never seen anything like us, me with my whole pack

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, the Komondor, turned to face me and my pack
“I’m sorry I spoiled your outing, we’ll leave and never come back.”

I looked this brave dog in his eyes, “You spoiled nothing that way
In fact we found out more about you, then if we’d talked all day”

He joined the pack and started back, so happy they could stay
He eyed his wife with the females and knew she felt the same way

It was late that night we were packing up, to get back to the den
The females were waking the puppies, they’d been knocked out since 10

Then Rasta Mama came over, "May I speak to you Omar Blue
I see 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

And remember the dream I spoke about, you all heads high with pride
I saw it in each face today, when your pack was at your side”

“Thank you Rasta Mama it’s been a pretty good day
Nice to have you here with us, I'm glad you found the way

What you saw was nothing special, that’s just how we react
We face our troubles together, that’s why we’re a mighty pack”

With all the elders now listening, Rasta Mama turned to say
“Thank you all we love it here, we found a home today"







2 comments:

  1. Great story Omar. Love the name Rasta Mama.keep them coming. ❤

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    1. There is always something going on at K-9 Town, Ms. Debbie. Me and my pack have a good time. Ma says there is no place like it.

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