Paws on the Street Part Thirty-one – Blue Shows His Stuff

Paws on the Street Part Thirty-one – Blue Shows His Stuff

Paws on the Street Part Thirty-One – Blue Shows His Stuff

By Patty L. Fletcher


Moon Phase Waning Crescent

To me, there’s nothing more satisfying than when I can show off my dog’s skills. During the past week, Blue and I encountered a situation which made him shine.

It was a cool, crisp pre-fall morning and Blue and I were digging the day. First, he had to be groomed. Although he seems to enjoy the actual brushing and fluffing of his fur, Blue does not like to stand still while I perform this task. He hops from foot to foot while I brush and I am almost certain I can hear a little boy’s voice whining,

“Ah ma, I’m clean already!”

When I’d finally brushed until the brushes were no longer full of loose fur and he was sleek and shiny, I said in a happy voice,

“OK Blue, how about we go for a walk and show you off?”

Blue seemed to think this a brilliant idea and he let me know so by snorting his pleasure as the harness slid over his head. When it was all buckled into place and I took the harness handle in my hand I could feel Blue’s muscles quivering to be on his way.

“OK Blue, Forward!”

I said excitedly, and we were off.

As we started up the hill toward one of Blue’s favorite relief spots, I began to hear sounds of maintenance trucks, men talking and other noises of work. I started to take a shortcut to the other side of the apartment complex but just before we got to the first turn which would allow us to cross over, Blue increased his pull, making it clear he wanted to work and would not be denied.

With a laugh I said,

“OK Blue, Hup! Hup! Let’s show’em what you’re made of.”

With that, Blue’s pull increased again and suddenly we were veering right, off the walk into the grass and zooming round some obstacle in our path.

As we passed one of the workmen called,

“Hey pup! What ya doing?”

Zooming along I said,

“Please sir, don’t talk to him he’s working.”

I needn’t have worried, Chief Seeing Eye® Dog Blue was on the case. He zipped by the workmen and their truck so fast by the time I’d finished speaking we were long passed and headed for the turn which would take us downhill to Blue’s second favorite relief place.

Blue’s tail was wagging so hard, and he had such a bounce in his step, I felt we might soon leave the earth. It was evident he knew he was being observed by all we passed and he knew he was doing well.

When we took the next turn which would lead us down the hill to his spot and a neighbor’s house we like to stop at to visit once again I felt Blue veering to the right and going with my dog, I soon found myself back in the grass as he maneuvered us around another obstacle.

I never knew exactly what we were passing but whatever it was must have displeased the Chief because as we went by he gave a mighty sneeze and shake of his head.

Flying down the hill with the cool breeze in my face and my hair flying out behind me the exhilaration made me laugh out loud, raise my free right hand into the air cheering to the top of my voice,

“YAY! Blue! Great Job!”

When we reached the bottom of the hill our neighbor called,

“Hello Patty.”

Giving a wave I called back,

“Hello how are you?”

And while we chatted with one another, Blue slowly lead me off the walk into the grass and as I removed his harness so he could find a spot to relieve himself I said,

“Good boy. Great job. You showed your stuff didn’t you?”

“Sneeze, Shake.”

Was his response as he meandered around looking for the perfect spot.

When Blue was done and I had him in his harness again, I said,

“OK Blue, Forward. Show me the sidewalk.”

He led me carefully from the grass back onto the walk, moving with the slow precision we’d honed during the lazy hazy days of summer. I have developed some trouble with balance and vertigo over the years, so caution when going from one type of surface to another is important.

We walked over to our neighbor’s porch and as I stood talking, Blue sat patiently at my feet. This was another thing we’ve been working hard on and I was proud to see how much his behavior had improved.

Soon, the heat of the day was gathering, Blue and I were ready for a cool drink of water and some R&R in front of the air conditioner fan.

Waving good-bye I said,

“OK Blue, Forward. Let’s do it again.”

When we turned onto the main walk which would take us back up the hill, I heard our apartment complex super talking and knowing how much Blue loved him prepared myself to correct if he should decide a visit was in order. There were lots of people out with their little dogs, workmen seemed to be everywhere and I knew somewhere close by a little stray cat was lurking, so I felt there was no room for error.

Again, Chief Seeing Eye® Dog Blue was on the case and we were soon zipping by all the trucks, workmen and their tools, chattering people and dogs. Just as before, the Chief never missed a step.

Again, I felt he knew he was being observed and that he was doing well.

To make sure this was so, I said in my happiest voice, which was filled with pride,

“Great job Blue! Hup! Hup! Great Job!”

When we’d returned to our apartment and I’d removed Blue’s harness and leash he shook, stomped and sneezed. Then, after getting a big, long drink of water he flopped down into the middle of the floor and sighed with content as he stretched himself out as long as he could in front of the air vent.

Grabbing a bottle of water and settling into my chair at my kitchen/work table I said,

“Blue you’re the best dog ever in the world. Mommy loves you and you did a great job today. I couldn’t live here and do the things I do if I didn’t have you. Thanks for being my dog.”

Blue, seeming to understand my words rolled over, laid his head on my foot gave my toes a sniff and appeared to doze off.

Sitting there in the quietude of the day with the cool air from the air conditioner fan blowing through my sweat dampened hair it came to me that it was the day of our one-year anniversary in our home. This, made me sit up and take note of our circumstance. When we’d moved into this apartment complex a year ago, I’d felt as if we’d been dropped onto the moon. Now, here we were, zooming all over the place, Blue’s habits of wanting to stop and speak to everyone we passed were gone, his work was better than ever and I had found my place.

Reaching down to give Blue a pet I said,

“There is no part of my life which does not belong to the Goddess.

There is no part of my body which does not belong to the Goddess.

I am she and she is me. We are one yet we are we.

Thank you Mother Father God for always walking alongside Blue and me.

As I will.

As you will.

As we will.

So Mote It Be.

Blessid Be.


Patty and her guide dog Blue. Patty has her hair tied back in a low ponytail and rests her right hand on Blue's head. She wears a white shirt with a pink and purple butterfly on the front and light blue shorts. Blue is a handsome black lab. He wears a brown leather harness with a handle attached to the back and is smiling at the camera as he sits in front of Patty. In the background is a brick building with white, windowed doors and a flowerpot overflowing with pink and yellow blooms.

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.

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  1. Lovely description and fun to read, thanks, Tasha

  2. Thanks so much for sharing.
    *smiling heart**bouncing paws*I love hearing about Team Blue’s adventures!

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