Cloudy Saturday Morning – The Awakening of Team Blue – a Poem by Patty L. Fletcher and Chief Seeing Eye Dog Blue #GuideDogs #Love #Life – #PoetryPlace

Cloudy Saturday Morning – The Awakening of Team Blue – a Poem by Patty L. Fletcher and Chief Seeing Eye Dog Blue #GuideDogs #Love #Life – #PoetryPlace

Good morning, everyone.

I hope this message finds you well.

This morning, we woke to a drizzly dawning of the day. Though the birds were singing and the fragrance of summer blooms on the breeze did abound, a darkness of gloom, hung stealthily around.

We dashed out-doors. Blue did relieve.

Then, quick,

Back inside.

So quick,

I could hardly believe.

Unhook the leash.

Go! To your crate!

There Blue did run,

For his food he did wait.

Scoop into the bowl.

OK. Take it.


Up to the front of the apartment he roared.


He nearly swallows it whole.

Get a drink, drink, of water.

Kisses and Labby hugs all around.


In the cabinet.

Just look, what I’ve found.

A banana.


Yummy, yummy, in the tummy.

Rub the tummy.

Squeak the Wubba.

Run in circles,

Round and Round.

Finally, Big, Blue, Dog on loveseat with bone.

I’m back in reclinerville a few moments of my own.

I learned to post,

Audio on the blog.

I hope people will listen,

For it would dispel the gloom and its fog.

I played RS games. Won and lost a few.

Now, there’s the empty page. I’ve writing to do.

But there’s always lots of loving, from me and Chief Seeing Eye® Dog Blue.

See ya!

About Patty L. Fletcher

Patty L. Fletcher lives in Kingsport Tennessee where she works full time as a Writer with the goal of bridging the great chasm which separates the disAbled from the non-disAbled. She is Also a Social Media Marketing Assistant.

Follow her in Patty’s Worlds here.


  1. A lovely fun poem about your morning, Patty 💗

    1. Hi, Robbie.
      Thanks for reading my off the top of my head poem and for letting me know you enjoyed it.

      1. My pleasure

        1. I’ve been writing and writing. Now comes the proofreading.

  2. Hi, Blue. This is Joy, Abbie’s robotic cat. Your life sounds so exciting. Sometimes, I wish I could be a real dog. But you know what they say about being yourself because everyone else is already taken.

  3. Hi, Joy.
    Chief Blue here.
    Maybe we should try and imagine what it’s like to be the other. Wouldn’t that be funny?
    I had a cat. Or rather mother had a cat when she brought me home. It was kind of a trick. One minute it was just me and her, the next, there was a cat.
    Mother opened this small carrier crate and out scooted the Prince.
    He held onto mother for a minute or two, caught sight of me and before I could raise a paw, he was hidden away.
    Cat could move fast.
    I know you’re a robot cat but I’m certain you know things. People forget you’re there, they talk to one another. You hear and store info.
    You’re great.

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