Paws on the Street – Chief Seeing Eye Dog Blue’s Love Rap #DetectiveMystery, #Family, #YA

Paws on the Street – Chief Seeing Eye Dog Blue’s Love Rap #DetectiveMystery, #Family, #YA

Good morning, to all.

I hope you’re doing well.

Here, the weather is cool, later, we’ll wanta jump in the pool, but for now, Team Blue is on the case.

Here’s the Chief with more.

Mother and I woke up at the same moment. She sat up, put her feet on the floor, and as she stood, I rolled over.

I got in her spot and thought I’d go back to sleep. But when she started to the coffeepot, I caught a whiff of something interesting on the air outside leaking through the crack between the window and the seal and decided to get up. I stood, shook, and leapt to the floor with a mighty, jingly, jangly, thud!

“Good morning, Blue.”

“Sneeze, shake, stomp, hello mother.” Was my reply.

I’m seriously not a morning dog. I like to get up, stretch out on the foot of the bed, get a leisurely belly rub, go for a walk in the yard on leash, and mother using her cane, or if it’s early enough, a brisk walk around the whole place in harness. I love that. Talk about getting a unique perspective. I mean, the things those people are up to around there.” Blue gave himself a mighty shake.” “Oh dear, I’ve wandered down a rabbit hole again.”

Anyhow, as I was saying, going to the dumpster, whether in my harness, wearing my detective’s face, so people know I’m on the case, walking with mother using her cane, in disguise, and me sniffing and checking every angle while keeping her straight, I notice everything, and This morning, things felt different.

The sun was barely awake and peeping over the rim when we stepped out the door. I knew we weren’t going far because mother only had her cane, and I was walking along connected to her with my leash.

I like these early jaunts in the yard. I get to take my time, sniff, get messages from the air, tree, and grass all around, it allows me to learn important stuff fur sure.

After she’d shut the door, mother said, “Blue come. Heel.”

I was standing in front of her and there wasn’t a lot of room, so I turned in a neat circle and walked quietly to her lefthand side, keeping my senses on high alert as I went. It seemed to me, there was someone afoot, but I couldn’t smell them yet.

“Good job!” Mother praised in that cheerful voice I’ve come to love so much. Then, to prove how proud of me she was, she scratched behind my ears. “Oh man! I could do this all day.” I thought to myself as I raised my head for more.

“OK beautiful, let’s go park.”

“Yes!” I said in my best doggy language.

We went down the ramp, with me bouncing on my toes, while heeling neatly at mother’s left side. At the end, just before we reached the sidewalk, mother touched the ground with the tip of her cane, turned to her right, stepped into the big, grassland in front of the swing, which mother calls our seat, because that’s my command for finding a seat when mother needs it. Mother created that command especially for me and taught it to me herself.

She lengthened my leash, changed her grip on the leash from a four fingered hold on the loop at the end, to having the loop around her wrist, her fingers lightly holding the leash ready to react in whatever way was needed. I didn’t mind this at all. It allowed for immediate access, and I was excited.

Here was my chance to explore. We began by walking through a big patch of flat grassland in front of “Our seat” – “The swing.”

This morning though, there was nothing going on. Mother did not want “our seat” so after a nibble or two of the sweet clover growing everywhere, I led her forward. Not all dogs can do it, but even when I’m only on leash, at times, I’m on the case. After I’d sniffed the area in front of “our seat” I went carefully around the dogwood tree in the yard. There were no interesting messages, or dumpster drop requirements there, so I moved us on.

Finally, I found a suitable place, and made a drop of my own. Mother took care to bag it properly, and after sniffing to check our cleanup, I moved us out. We were off to the land of the dumpster and harness, or not, I am Chief Seeing Eye® Dog Blue and I’m always on the case. This morning, my mission? To take my mother safely to the dumpster so we could make our drop. It was deadly serious this get done in a proper and timely manner. The rule of our territory was simple. All drops must be picked up and discarded.

We made our way carefully to the dumpster. I forced mother back and firmly took the lead. “Leash, harness whatever, at this point I’m on the case.”

I led mother to the mouth of the dumpster. She made her way carefully forward. She knew from the sounds around her she was close. Her hand went forward. The bag fell in with a satisfying thump. We turned away. We were glad to go.

Once that was finished, mother stated, “OK Blue let’s go. Heel.”

I quickly stepped into line at my mother’s left side. Then, pulling slightly forward, I employed the leash and my collar.

I began sending messages through the leash to my mother.

She expertly read my code, and when she said, “OK Blue, show mother the curb.” I was ready, and after only a moment, we were stepping up onto the curb and mother was saying, “Oh! Blue! Good boy! Thanks. Good Boy! Hold. Just a minute. Hold!” I stood steadily. I gave her a moment to step firmly onto the sidewalk with both her feet. We dogs have four, if one goes awry, painful, or bothersome as it might be, we can compensate most of the time. Mother had none of this extra balance protection. I’d learned long ago, to take our time on curbs is a good thing. Remind me to tell you about mother’s fall off the sidewalk when we’ve time for storying again.

When mother was firmly back on solid ground she said, “OK Blue, let’s park.”

I took her to the left. I circled round. Mother expertly switched the leash from hand to hand.

I found just the right spot. I left my mark. Another dog would come later and know what to do.

Now, it was time for sniff aerobics. But no sooner than we’d begun walking than the wind began blowing uphill. My ears went up. My nose began to gyrate round and round, and suddenly I knew. I knew what was different.

I began to tug the leash. “Come on mother. Let’s go! It’s our neighbor. She’s awake and at home!”

I tugged. I pulled. I was careful to keep mother going straight. I was excited. I could hardly wait.

Finelly, we reached the sidewalk which led to that smell. That smell said our friend was there and we could stop and say hello.

Mother enjoyed this too and I knew fur sure when she said, “Great job Blue. Fantastic job.”

Our friend said, “He did so good. He was on a…”

“He was on a mission.” Mother said.

“Yeah, on a mission and I didn’t want to say hello as you passed.”

Mother’s smell turned sweet and happy. I put my nose to her knee, ankle, and then, with one more tug said, “Hello my friend. How are you?”

We stopped beside her for a pet for me and a chat for mother. We didn’t stay long though. Our friend was headed out and I had breakfast, a banana and a belly rub due.

Giving mother a tiny tug toward our own walkway I said, “Let’s go mother. Your coffee and my kibble await.”

Once kibble had been eaten, a new coffee was made for mother and a banana was to hand, I began to evaluate the morning.

We shared the banana. Mother sat with her coffee. I lay with my bone between my feet thinking about things. It seemed to me; mother was happiest when we were connected. She liked knowing where I was and what I wanted of her and she of me. It was comforting for me too sometimes. I loved mother and I wanted her to know this, so when she put down her coffee cup and said, “Hey Chief! Come.” I happily obeyed.

Once there, I ran into mother’s open arms. I leaned against her. I rapped around her. I held steady. I sent all my love Vibes into her. She felt them. I knew, from the way she held on.

“I love you my big, Blue Dog. Chief Seeing Eye® Dog Blue. You’re always on the case, and you’re mine forever.”

A moment later, I lay at mother’s feet chewing that bone and thinking about things.

Mother sat sipping her coffee and said, “If anyone wants to know where all the love went in the world, it’s rapped up inside blue. That’s that. No other fact is so true. I’m so happy to have my Big Dog Blue.”

This is the end of our rap. We hope you liked it and that you’ll come back.

I’m Chief Seeing Eye® Dog Blue, who is always on the case saying, “Keep your nose to the ground, and your tail waving at the sky.

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