MERRY CHRISTMAS

Ma reminded me that I need to say thank you and Merry Christmas to all of you nice readers who visit us and like knowing what's going on with me and my Pack at K9 Town.

Thank you! and Merry Christmas! from me, Ma.....and of course, Santa.

 

 





Omar Blue - The Takeover and Shocka Din's Quest

Omar and I have been pretty busy with our company, BiggSiss and the Thanksgiving Holiday but I got an update from him regarding the Timber Wolves that are at K-9 Town, planning to take over.

I asked if he should be spending more time with his pack at a time like this? He said there was no concern, especially since they like bringing him updates every day when he's away. He says I can't imagine how fast he can get to K-9 Town if there is trouble. I know that's true.

I hear low barking at the back door right now.

OMG! it's Bulldogs Betty and Jim. Aren't they a cute couple?

 



I listened and took notes so I wouldn't forget anything.

Now I'm ready. Here goes.....

 

It seems Shocka Din couldn’t decide how he was going to handle this situation. He was by no means afraid, but all of this was so new to him. His curiosity was overwhelming. 

Besides the confrontation with Omar Blue, he thought about his followers.

In the short time they had been in this strange land an obvious change had come over them, especially the females, and above all, his beloved Hannah.

They were starting to spend most of their time with the K-9 Town females. They talked to each other a lot now and he often heard them laughing, which was something they rarely did before.

There was also something about the way they looked. The only word he could think of was ”beautiful.”

Things like this never mattered to him before, but this, he decided, made him proud.

He had also noticed the males looking at the females differently and using softer tones when communicating with them.

Shocka wondered if any of this had to do with Hannah’s asking him about settling down. He knew something was up. He’d find out what it was soon enough.

In the meantime he decided he’d take a walk. He would have loved to have Hannah with him but his plan might lead to danger, so he went alone.

Between the aggressive trees and cats and the mountain lions Hannah had told him about, this may not have been the best idea, but being alone enabled him to concentrate on his surroundings. He intended to find the answers to several questions he’d been mulling over.

He would start at the beginning, their arrival.

As he walked, though he couldn’t shake the feeling that he was being watched, a feeling of tranquility came over him. This land that held so many untold mysteries, actually gave him a feeling of peace.

He hadn’t felt this way in a long, long time, if ever.

He had to be mistaking these feelings, but he felt like he belonged in this strange place.

He put the thought aside. What could be better than wandering and seeking new adventures.

He thought about The Ghost, or as he now called himself, Wolf Bennie Ba. He remembered what had caused the mutual hate they had for each other. For the first time, he admitted to himself that they were alike in some ways and possibly could have grown to be friends. They were so young when fate turned them against each other.

 Shocka held no remorse except for the realization that his leading adversary was now taking a different path and the excitement of their encounters would now be a thing of the past.

Over the years they’d had many scuffles, the last one leaving each other close to death. The Ghost was the bravest animal he’d ever come across. He was fearless, and the worse the odds against him the more vicious he became.

 

There were those that would follow The Ghost just to be in his presence, yet he chose to follow Omar Blue and be one of many. Shocka’s curiosity was overwhelming. He had to find out more about Omar Blue, his followers and this strange land, where nothing was as it seemed.

This brought him back to his initial belief that The Ghost was trying to protect Omar Blue. There was something about that dog, but the one thing he had gathered from their introduction was that Omar Blue didn’t need protection.

The fact that he was the much loved and respected leader of a pack such as Shocka had never seen before said much about Omar, but the look in his eyes when he spoke to Shocka said much more.

 



When it came to “never afraid and always feared,” he had thought he and The Ghost stood alone. Equal, maybe, but above all others. Since arriving here and watching Omar and his followers, he decided there were many that would consider themselves equals and would fight to the death to prove it. Even the females, that Hannah and the others had gained respect and good feelings for.

The difference here was that none of them cared about such things. From the smallest to the largest, all were treated with utmost respect. It went even further. They considered themselves a large family. He had learned this from his own observance.

As Shocka walked deeper into the woods, he had no idea where the answers to his many questions would be found. Maybe from whatever it was that had been keeping an eye on him since he started this walk. He was ever alert and on guard.

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What you have just read is another unedited excerpt from the latest novelette in the Omar Blue saga "The Takeover," soon to be available.

 

Omar Blue - The Perfect Thanksgiving

Omar and I came to an understanding regarding how his pack at K-9 Town celebrates Thanksgiving. This, in addition to the fact that they celebrate all holidays and usually drag me into them.

This holiday is different.

 

While sitting with my Omar Blue

An idea came to me

Turkeys for his K-9 Pack

They celebrate too you see. 



 

I offered him some turkeys

Here’s proof he licked his lip

But instead of saying he’d take them

He offered me a tip.

Ma you always mean well

And the turkey sure looks good

But this ain’t the way we do things

Though it’s nice to know we could.

 

Take a look at two of my friends

Duce and Alexis are their names

They take charge of Thanksgiving

Including the puppy games.

Get a move on you all or no dinner for you


They send us out to get the meal

Thats all we have to do

Us males run out to do our part

The females have jobs to.
 

The puppies will be playing 

But that's their normal chore

Throughout the day they're snacking

Never missing a chance for more.

 

Now doesn’t this sound good, Ma

Just  doing it our way
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I had to admit it sounded great

K-9 Town’s Thanksgiving Day.

 

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

FROM OMAR BLUE, BABEE AND MA  

Omar Blue and PuppySpot

 

I remember like it was yesterday, he started it.
 

With the holidays coming very soon, me and Ma know some people are planning on getting puppies.  

 



We're hoping everyone is doing their homework and picking little puppies that will be good for their specific families and circumstances.

Ma recently found a blog that is all about puppy stuff. It was a story on puppy-proofing your surroundings that first caught her eye (https://www.puppyspot.com/content/2016/04/18/puppy-proofing/) but she says the whole site is informative and entertaining. Worth taking a look at www.puppyspot.com.

 

These pictures are of me and my Papa. He's no longer with us.

Ma says I was a puppy in both of these pictures even though I was big for my age, as some of us are.  Don't mistake size for age and wisdom. We're just able to get into more mischief, she says.

Haha.

Omar Blue - Best Halloween Party Ever - 2016

 

Omar caught me off guard this year. I knew he had something on his mind because I can always tell and he was being an extra good boy.

He finally asked if he could have his Halloween Party this year. Weakling that I am, and  having such fun memories of last year, I said yes. He didn’t mention that the party was going to be here at home, instead of at K-9 Town. He only told me that I didn’t have to worry about anything, not even the snacks.

That was all I needed to hear. 

You may remember Zilly Boo from last year’s party. She was the party Greeter this year. I knew she has a drinking problem and she wasn’t able to hide the bottle before I saw it.  Luckily, she didn’t have a chance to get toasted before I took it.

She didn’t really care because she was happy that Omar let her be Greeter and she had some of her spider friends keeping her company while she hung around.

I decided I was going to find a spot and enjoy the party. I even put on some music for them (or me, hehe.)  I’d have some of Zilly Boos ghost wine. I had some last year and it was excellent and appropriate for the occasion.

I couldn’t believe my eyes when I went into the kitchen for the first time since much earlier. Omar’s good friend, Monet had taken over my kitchen and had already laid out the first batch of snacks. She said her Mom Gina Austin taught her how to make snacks.

Everything was neat and under control, she wanted the kitchen to herself, so I took Zilly’s bottle into the party. Omar introduced me to some of his friends that I hadn’t met.

Look at this little one. This is Heidi Witt from the Swiss Alps by way of Virginia. She said this was her first ever Halloween Party and she was having a real good time.

That was even before this handsome little pirate came ashore. He didn’t take his eye off of Heidi the whole night. She finally gave in and talked to him, but I don’t think his sweetness moved her. We all know the song, “Girls just wanna have fun.” They were so cute.

All of a sudden there was a commotion at the door. I could hear Zilly Boo yelling, “You can go in but there will be no politics at this party!"

I knew who it was without going to the door. That was Omar’s job anyway. It was Donald and Hillary by way of Lab Rescue, LRCP, the  wonderful Lab rescue organization.  Both agreed that they were just here to have fun at Omar’s Halloween Party. They needed to get away from the daily grind of politicking.  

Omar’s friends just kept coming. Some of the witches wore their best hats, like Witch Lexi Mattia here, and her friend Witch Lali below. They took up so much room that we decided to go outside.

 

 

That’s when Omar gave all of us his big surprise!

Tree Monsters from the outskirts of K-9 Town were outside waiting. They were wearing their scariest expressions and movements. Not only that but up the hill behind them, though we could hardly see them, were some of his pack, ready to escort the party goers to the next part of the Halloween Party.

The excitement was overwhelming once Omar let everyone know this was all a part of the plan and the big dogs found out the Tree Monsters didn’t mean them any harm. Needless to say they were all ready to go to K-9 Town.

I was running back inside to get my camera when Omar stopped me to say that I couldn’t go. I had a feeling that was the case anyway but thought if I moved fast maybe I could slip by. I didn’t make it.

They left not long after. To my surprise Zilly Boo wanted to stay with me, then I realized she was only staying to finish off her wine, but that was okay, she didn’t have to drive. We chatted for a long while, and she left to find some of her skeleton friends at another Halloween Party.

When I was alone, I thought about all that had happened and how much fun I had, knowing that Omar would be ready to tell me about the rest of the night when he returned.

I looked forward to it, as I dosed off, quite content.

 

Growing up in Coney Island - My story and I'm sticking to it!

 

I have company. Some of my best Great Dane friends from the neighborhood.

 

Ma's  going to tell them my favorite story. How she grew up. I'm giving them one bone each, just one though. I have to save them.

 

 





We finally settled down and got comfortable. 

 

Imagine life, living just one block from the renowned Coney Island Amusement Park, she started....

It was even better than you're imagining.

The exciting carousels, roller coasters, ferris wheels, water slides, and who could get enough of the “spooky houses.”

As a kid I thought Coney Island was the best place in the world to live. I was so lucky.

What fun I had in the cool ocean on a hot day or walking up and down the boardwalk feasting on tasty treats.

All was good.  Best of all were my wonderful friends. I knew all the sideshows and the people who ran them.  My friends were the people visitors called freaks.  They weren’t freaks.  Maybe oddly different, but a kinder, merrier group I’ve never met.

Of all the circus people, one of my very best friends was Slimshadow.  Slimshadow was 9 ft. tall and skinny as a rail and he always had his 8 inch brown spider, Cookieface, with him. She was as well known as Slimshadow.

Hairy Harriet the bearded fat lady and I were just as close.  Weighing in at 650 lbs. with a beard 5 ft. long she was as happy-go-lucky as could be.

The four of us would sit sometimes for hours, Cookieface included, while I listened to their fascinating stories of old.  Cookieface had a way of letting me know when the two started stretching the truth a bit.  She’d come over and perch on one of my feet and look up at me with what had to be a big smile.  After a while Slimshadow and Hairy Harriet caught on and when Cookieface did this we all would bust out laughing.

 

What a happy time that was, though things had a way of changing quickly in the Coney Island underground, which is what it was called by the folks that lived there.

Another popular attraction was Jasmine the Snake Lady who could make her body do anything a snake could.  She was as long and slim as Slimshadow and for this reason she thought they should be together forever.  She hated Hairy Harriet and even little Cookieface.  She wasn’t fond of me either.

While taking a walk down the boardwalk one day, I met Hairy Harriet who had been coming to find me.  She was moving fast with a worried look on her face.  She said Slimshadow was nowhere to be found.   Cookieface had somehow relayed to her that the snake lady Jasmine had wrapped herself around him and rolled him away.  Cookieface was so scared that she was hiding in Hairy Harriet’s beard while leading the way to her master.

They took off in a run with me following, while wondering how a 650 lb. bearded lady could run so fast.  We went through parts of Coney Island I didn’t know existed, and came to a passageway that Hairy Harriet couldn’t get through.  I was about to tell her I’d go ahead to see if he were at the other end but before I could get the words out she had hit the wall so hard that it cracked, then fell, leaving a hole big enough for her to enter.


We found Slimshadow at the other end with Jasmine still wrapped around him tightly.  She was yelling, telling him why she should be his closest friend instead of Hairy Harriet.  Slimshadow was just as loud while being twisted into a pretzel, telling her that if she continued to act this way she would never have any friends.


Upon looking at this sight, Hairy Harriet ran over and pulled Snake Lady so hard that she almost broke in two.  But when Hairy Harriet finally calmed down, sadness had come over her.  She was actually feeling sorry for Snake Lady Jasmine.  Hairy Harriet slowly sat down. Her and Slimshadow had a long talk with Jasmine.

Cookieface and I stayed on the sideline, not knowing what else to do, but soon enough we were called over and were all lounging carefree while the Snake Lady happily told “her” stories of long ago. 
 
During more than one of those tales, Cookieface perched on a foot and looked up at me.  After a while we shared its meaning with Jasmine and she laughed loudest of all.She also promised us that she would never be jealous and mean again. She kept her promise.


I’ll never forget that day.


It wasn't long after that my friends moved on. I was lonely for a while but I met new friends. They were also known as freaks to outsiders, but definitely not to me.

 

Omar Blue - The Takeover and The Seers Retaliation

Hi everyone. I'm waiting for some of my Facebook friends. They're coming from the Dobermans Owners Group that me and Ma belong to. They don't like the way the timber wolves came into K-9 Town.

I'm going to put their minds at ease by telling them what happened recently. Our biggest problem is, "what will our elderly Seers do next." Lol.

I see them now. "Wrong house you all. Over here!!"

Here they come. Aren't they cool. Did you know Dobermans came in so many colors? Blue, Black, White, Red and Fawn.

I'm going to skip a little. Everyone's settled in now. Ma has even given out the snacks. She's waiting to hear this too.

Here goes...I had started calling Komondor Rasta Mama, Great Dane Grannie and their watchers the Magic Four because I knew I'd be hearing from them again soon, and this time, it would have to do with the two Elders magic gifts.

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The Magic Four were hiding outside of Shocka Din’s camp and had heard him telling his pack to go in groups and come back with anything out of the ordinary that they came upon. The Seers were elated that Shocka was sending out small groups. So much so, that they couldn’t hide their excitement, though Thor nor Bennie knew how this could benefit them.

It was Rasta Mama who spoke.  “It’s obvious we are all thinking alike. Shocka’s orders open opportunities for us to help Omar and our pack. We must seize these opportunities.”

“Come, we have to make plans, said Great Dane Grannie, who was already heading back home but turned to hurry them along.”

Though they knew they were falling into the Seers' trap, they couldn’t help following obediently. Curiosity had completely taken over. They knew whatever the two had in mind, they would somehow be included. Anyway, they were doing what Major Diggs had instructed them to do. Neither said a word, their sly glances told that they were having the same thoughts.

When they arrived at the Seers' den Thor and Bennie were told to wait outside. “Sit,” said Great Dane Grannie. “We’ll only be a moment.”

In less time than that, they were ready.
 

The two Seers shot pass them, yelling, “Come on you two. There’s work to be done.”

The younger canines were caught off guard. They had to run at top speed to catch up. 

Top speed for Thor and “The Ghost” was faster than any but Omar. Bennie was delighted at his friend’s speed. He could tell Thor was enjoying this as much as he was, while wondering what was in store for them.

But how were the elderly Seers keeping this pace? Where were they going?”

The answers were evident when they met up with several of Shocka Din’s followers.

The Seers never broke stride. They pounced on their enemies before they knew what hit them.

They were so thorough in their beat down that there was absolutely nothing for Thor and Bennie to do but stand down and watch in utter amazement. They wished the rest of the pack could be there to enjoy this.

When the battling duo had done enough damage, they waved the beaten timber wolves on with a few choice words, and joined the two sideliners.

“We couldn’t tell you our plans beforehand. You would never have believed what we were capable of doing. They deserved every bit of what we gave them,” they said as they laughed out loud.

“Let them tell their leader what the two oldest in Omar Blue’s pack was able to do. Our potions never fail us,” said Rasta Mama.

This may be true but Bennie and Thor noticed on the way back home, the Seers strength and energy were well below normal. The exertion had taken its toll, though they would never admit it.

They made the Seers stop to rest by pretending to be tired themselves. They now fully understood Omar and Major Diggs’ concerns and swore to each other that nothing like this would happen again.

The beaten timber wolves couldn’t believe what had just happened nor the swiftness in which it had occurred.

“They had to be the oldest dogs we’ve ever seen,” said one. Where did they come from? How could they do this to us? We can’t tell the others they agreed, and made a pact.

I had been headed for the Magic Four when I saw them leaving. As soon as I saw the Seers running at a speed beyond their natural capabilities, I knew what they had done. They had obviously tricked their watchers into thinking their antics were harmless, which was never the case. I was coming to warn my brother and friend about the trickery they were up against and the consequences that would surely follow, but I was too late.

I ran after them. Not to catch up to them but to be with them if needed. As usual, the Seers were very entertaining. Their speed when approaching the timber wolves was something I had never seen before. The fight was over before it had begun. There was no time or reason to interfere.

 Like Bennie and Thor, I was mesmerized. I knew there would be a price to pay but I could only wait to see what it would be.

It wasn’t long before the penalty became apparent.

I noticed their pace steadily slowing. It was obvious that Bennie and Thor had noticed it too. They rightfully must have come up with a reason to stop and rest after detecting the problem.

I ran to the group at top speed. They say, I'm pretty fast.

Putting their surprise aside, I could tell, Bennie and Thor were glad to see me. Neither said a word as I went directly to the elders.

“How are you?” I asked while determining for now that their main problem was exhaustion. They would be taken directly to the females for appropriate care, just in case.

“We’re fine leader Omar,” they said at the same time, heads held low, giving their most remorseful stares, which I am quite familiar with.

“We’re sorry to worry you and we’re sorry we didn’t tell Bennie and Thor what we were going to do. We won’t do that again, we promise.”

Then, hoping to avoid scolding, as though suddenly refreshed, they were taking the lead, headed back to K-9 Town, leaving me, Bennie and Thor to follow.

I told the others, “No, they won’t try the same thing again, but you can be sure that as long as Shocka Din and the others are here, those two will need even closer watching then before, so stay on your guard.

The two gave me a look, showing their concern about what had just happened.

“They’re okay,” I told them. They can’t ignore their gifts. It’s what they are. We give our love and support and will always be there for them. That’s all we can do.

Bet you wouldn’t have missed what just happened for all the fish in the lake, I know I wouldn’t.”

 

The two perked up, realizing Omar’s way of handling the Seers was the only way to assure their happiness. Both Thor and Benny Ba felt a surge of fondness and respect. Thor again thinking how proud Nitro and Saifon will be when he shares this and everything else he encounters, with them and the rest of the family at Iron Dog Land.

If it weren't for Bennie's Togetherness Ceremony, he would take him back home to visit for awhile.

 For the rest of the walk, though keeping all eyes on Rasta Mama and Great Dane Grannie, the three went over every detail of the one-sided battle, ready to tell all to the others.

Note:

What you have just read is an excerpt from the third book of the Omar Blue saga, The Takeover.