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Bubba Tails from the Puppy Nursery at The Seeing Eye Written by Patty L. Fletcher Told by King Campbell Lee – The Seeing Eye Dog AKA Bubba

Fall 2017

In this magical and love-filled tail, King Campbell AKA Bubba travels to the puppy nursery at The Seeing Eye to help ready a group of puppies who are just about to embark on the fabulous journey of learning to become Seeing Eye dogs. Just as he is about to finish his tail, a wee pup becomes very frightened of all that lies ahead, and one frightfully stormy night she runs away! Will King Campbell hear the urgent call from the puppy nursery in time? Will they find her and save her so she can fulfill her destiny?

The use of Tail instead of Tale for story and Magik instead of Magic is intended for these short stories. A great play on words from King Campbell

 

EXCERPT

 

The Journey Begins

 

All the wee pups gathered round. Their mothers helped to settle them in and then drifted back to let the king tell his tail. They knew it was time for them to know. The large black Labrador sat quietly waiting for them all to snuggle up close and get quiet. When all was silent and you could hear nothing but the wind blowing softly through the trees outside he began to speak. His voice gentle and deep. His eyes were kind and shown full of love in the flicker of the glow of the nightlight, shining through the darkness. He was rugged and very handsome. His fur shown black and beautiful. All the pups longed to grow up and be just like him.

 

Hi, my name is Bubba, well, Bubba is the nickname made of love that my human mother gave to me. My real name is King Campbell-Lee, Seeing Eye Dog. I have come here today to tell you a story. A story of an ancient magical place called ‘The Seeing Eye.’ Now, many times when ancient magical places are told of, the stories are not real, but this story is real and I am a real fur sure ‘Seeing Eye Dog’ telling it to you. So, let us begin. There are lots of things for me to tell you, and the sun will soon be coming up and my human mother will be awake. She must not find me gone; else she will be lost and afraid. Something I must tell you though is this. I was not always a king. It was not until my mother loved me that I became so.

“A long, long time ago, when I was very small you know, I was taken from my dog mommy and given to a family. I thought I would stay there. I thought they’d be my forever people, but that was only the very beginning of my journey. I had many people there to love me, and they all taught me lots of neat things. They helped me to learn to sit and come. They helped me learn to lay down and to rest—that means to stay. They helped me to learn to go into big stores; ride in cars, planes, and trains, and to not be afraid. They helped me to learn how to lie quietly in places to eat, and while watching plays at the theater, and just all sorts of neat things. These neat people even took me on all their vacations. I tell you I couldn’t imagine a better life than the one I had with them, but turns out I didn’t even know the half of what was to come. Now, all this time, my family had been working with trainers. Trainers are very wise humans who teach dogs to use their different powers.”

 

The puppies gasped.

A wee golden puppy spoke up shyly. “Powers? We have powers?”

King Campbell smiled. “Oh! Yes, all of us have powers. Some have powerful noses and can sniff out bad things or people, or find lost ones. Those dogs grow up to work with Policemen, to do things like hunt down bad humans who have broken the law, or to help when small human pups are lost. Some have powers of direction though, and that is the kind of dog a ‘Seeing Eye Dog’ is. A Seeing Eye dog’s whole reason for being, is to make absolutely certain that humans who are blind can get to and from all the places they need or want to go without being harmed by things like stairs that could make them fall, or car monsters that might come roaring by when they’re really supposed to be sitting still.”

 

One day the family I’d lived with all this time began to talk about a special trainer I was going to go away with to a place called ‘The Seeing Eye.’ I did not want to do this. I wanted to stay with my family. I loved them. We even had a beautiful cat. The family who would raise me had gone out and gotten a wee kitten just the same age as me, so I would

know how to live with a cat without frightening or hurting it. Try as I might now, I can’t remember her name. I remember we grew up together, and we were great friends. We played many games of tag and hide and seek together, and there were many nights when she would sleep on top of my crate. I can still remember the sound of her purring. I did not want to go, but one day I had no choice. I was taken away and I would never see those people again. I wanted to whimper. I wanted to howl, I wanted to bark and bark, but still, I had to go.

 

 

Bio for King Campbell A.K.A Bubba

 

King Campbell was born in Chester N.J. November 28, 2008.

He lived with his Dog Mother and Litter Mates until he was approximately eight weeks old, and then he went to live with his Puppy Raisers.

Then, when he was just over a year-old he was taken away from his Puppy Raiser family by a wise and ancient trainer, so he could go and live in the magickal and ancient land of The Seeing Eye, where his training began.

After only four short months he was chosen to become the guide of his now human mother Patty L. Fletcher author of this book.

He now lives in the land of Kingsport Tennessee with her, and there they live a wonderful life.

 

They have many magickal and at times challenging adventures, but through it, all King Campbell does his very best to keep all he loves safe from harm.

 

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