My Dog Leads Two Lives

My Dog Leads Two Lives
K-9 Town Pack Leader - Home w/dad and me

Friday, September 30, 2011

Omar, me and the K-9 Underground

One day while I was sitting around thinking about things I should be doing, Omar decided to let me in on a big secret. A while back he and his pack had decided they could no longer live their happy lives knowing so many other canines were being abused and mistreated and were lonely and sad. They had to do more. He asked me to take a walk with him to the other side of our property.  As we walked, we came upon a tunnel.  I’d never seen this tunnel before and we’ve lived here for years, but here it was. I reluctantly followed Omar knowing he would never put me in harm’s way.
Doggie Heaven? No ma.
 All of a sudden I saw a bright light. We walked further and the tunnel opened into something beautiful.  This wasn’t K-9 Town, but it was so nice. Then we came upon hundreds of dogs, in every shape and size, romping and playing and looking as happy and healthy as could be. What a wonderful place and such harmony. I asked if this was doggie heaven. “No ma.”
I noticed the puppies were grouped like in a classroom, with a large beautiful, but stern looking, German Shepherd in front of them.  It was Freedom! Remember Omar and Freedom did that big rescue back in May. (Go see later.) It looked like a classroom. Omar said that was exactly what it was. He said, just like K-9 Town, the puppies have to be taught how to protect themselves, and each other. He assured me though that most of their time was spent playing and getting into mischief, again just like K-9 Town, and that was good. Freedom and the others wouldn’t have it any other way.
I later learned that this was their K-9 Underground. He apologized for having it so close to home but I thought it was the perfect place, especially since I wanted to get involved in this huge undertaking. What he told me next almost broke my heart.
He told of the situations he, Freedom and the K-9 Town pack had gone in and taken some of these poor animals out of.  Some of the stories were too bad to repeat here. But, word had gotten out that there is a refuge for any K-9 who can get word to them that they need help.
Tomorrow me and daughter Joy will.....
I didn’t want to leave of course, but I was a bit of a distraction. That night I had all kinds of thoughts about “our” tunnel, the K-9 Underground. I could go there every day. They’ll get used to me. I fell asleep making plans.
The next morning I asked Omar to come with me to see it again. He said okay but I noticed he was somewhat hesitant. When we got there, I didn’t see the tunnel. We couldn’t have been that far off. I asked Omar where it was and he told me it was still there but I wouldn’t be able to see it again.
I asked how and why but he only said that dad and I couldn’t be involved. He said he had let me in on his secret because he knew how we felt about animal abuse. He wanted us to know that there is a fight going on beyond all imaginable.  And, he and all who follow him would carry this fight on forever.
I’m sad that I can’t work directly with my Omar Blue but it makes me want to do more on my own. My friends would never believe me because I have nothing to prove my true tale. I think this is the way Omar wants it, so I have no complaint. All is well.

Sunday, September 18, 2011

Days Of Our Lives

This is how it started Saturday
For daughter Joy and me
We were going to Elmcroft of Chesterfield
To keep our seniors company.

Oh what fun we’d have with them
Gonna make it a special day
We had a plan all worked out
Gonna do this our way.


Here’s Omar waiting to go with us

He loves the seniors too
Didn’t want to
But we had to say no
Just too many things to do.
That was okay, he understood
He’d seen us pack the truck
So off he went to K-9 town
A good deal we had struck.

We left too, daughter Joy and I
Off to read my “Omar Blue”
While Joy projected the pages
They’d see the pictures too.

While setting up our “production”
You’ll never guess what we found
Our projector bulb had blown out
And there were no more around.

Oh why did we buy from Craig’s List!
As if neither of us knew
For several hundred dollars
Our projector could have been new.
WE BOTH LAUGHED OUT LOUD

But that was the end of our special treat
What else could we do
We used our displays more effectively
And our bookmarks helped out too.













Then we held our book and shirt giveaway
And oh was I surprised
At the bigger pictures
On the winner’s shirt
She saw it in my eyes.

I said, don’t you think we need to trade
She said, what’s wrong with you
If you touch my shirt just one more time
I'm gonna get mad at you.














I guessed that meant she loved it
See the pretty smile on her face
Those smiles mean more than anything
So glad we found that place.

Now Joy and I are moving on
To Heritage Oaks next week
And as for that projector of ours
Hope it’s only a bulb we seek.
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WHAT A FUN DAY WE ALL HAD. ANOTHER WONDERFUL MEMORY.
We hope you’ll take another moment to read what we’re all about at http://newbookjournal.com/2011/09/omar-blue-and-k-9-town-usa-by-o-warfield/

Friday, September 9, 2011

K-9 Town Puppies Meet Demon Hallow

I made Omar Blue stay to eat a home given meal before leaving for K-9 Town. He hadn't been home long but I knew something was brewing. He gets so excited. I kept wishing I could go see but unlike a few times before, nothing happened. It worked out fine though because when Omar came back he was ready to tell this one......  

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The puppies were very happy
Under the big oak tree
They were planning another adventure
Oh my gosh, what could it be.
They had spotted a cave not far away
While running with the pack
They would wait for the Elders
To fall asleep
The plan was to go back.

The cave had been off limits
They were told never go in there
But that was when they were little
So the Elders wouldn’t care.

The only reason we’re waiting
Is because they’ll want to come too
We’re big enough to take care of ourselves
That’s just what we’re gonna do.

So off they went around midnight
Things were quiet as could be
The Elders were surely sleeping
So none of them could see.

They got to the cave and kept running through
Too late they became aware
The biggest demon they’d ever meet
With his pitchfork standing there.
They tried to leave but couldn’t move
This was a bad idea
If only the Elders had been awake
None of them would be here.

It was then that Demon Hallow spoke
His voice carried through the wall
You puppies better go right now
Or I’m gonna eat you all!

They managed to get their feet moving
Faster than ever before
They would never, ever go there again
Can’t even tell what they saw.

Meanwhile back at the demons cave
Omar Blue and his Pack
Were thanking their friend Demon Hallow
For sending the puppies back. 

They say all demons are very bad
Omar Blue says that’s not true
If you ever meet up with Demon Hallow
He’ll probably befriend you.
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A very special thanks to friend and fellow author Pamela K. Kinney for letting me use Demon Hallow in my story.  Pamela uncovers Virginia’s hidden phenomena and backs her discoveries with informative stories and one- of- a- kind photos.  Read about Pamela’s new book “Virginia’s Haunted Historic Triangle” and see the extraordinary pictures at