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War dogs then and now

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Saturday, February 13, 2010 9:17 AM

NIKI2

Gettin' old, but still a hippie at heart...


I just think this is cool. It's long, but heartening, and to me worth the read/watch:
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Maybe it was the sound of the wind cutting through the wire. Perhaps he caught a small vibration with his keen eyes. Or it could have been a slight difference in the air's smell.

Whatever it was, when Sarge noticed that his Marine Corps handler, Fred Dorr, was creeping down the wrong path in the Vietnam jungle, the German shepherd did something he'd never done out in the field: He looked at Dorr and barked, before taking a seat.

"When he sat down, I knew there was a trip wire. I was one step away from it," remembered Dorr, who with his dog in 1969 was "walking point," leading the way for a dozen soldiers. Had the hidden explosive device been tripped, "It would have gotten half of us."

More than 40 years later, the gratitude and love Dorr, 59, feels for the dog he served with is as strong as ever. And it's for this reason that Dorr, president of the Vietnam Dog Handler Association, drove from his Yoakum, Texas, home to be in Southern California this week.

About 200 Vietnam War dog handlers, who were trained to read and communicate with their canine partners, have gathered for a reunion. And on Saturday they'll join an expected several thousand others for the 10th anniversary rededication of the War Dog Memorial at the March Air Reserve Base in Riverside.

During the Vietnam War, more than 4,000 dogs served in various positions, said Michael Lemish, a military dog historian and author of "Forever Forward: K-9 Operations in Vietnam."

The scout dogs, such as Sarge, walked with their handlers ahead of patrols -- making them the first target for ambushes or hidden explosives. There were also sentry dogs who guarded bases, tracker dogs who followed the trail of enemies and mine and booby trap dogs who sniffed out dangers hidden beneath the ground.

The Viet Cong placed a bounty on the dogs because they were so effective, Lemish said. All told, he estimated the K-9 teams averted more than 10,000 casualties. But at the end of the war, only about 200 dogs came home. The rest who had survived were either euthanized or turned over to the South Vietnamese -- left behind, a surplus of war.

"They were treated as obsolete equipment. And if you were a handler, you couldn't see them that way," said Jack Kowall, 61, who keeps a framed picture of himself and Eric, the black lab and shepherd mix he worked with, atop his desk in Marietta, Georgia. "When that's your dog, that's your dog. He sees you in danger, he's going to respond. Unconditional love -- it's all for you. You can't help but love him."

On patrols, Kowall used hand motions to speak to Eric. In turn, the animal spoke back through his movements. His ears would shoot up and turn in the direction of suspicious noise. The hair on his back would stand up if danger was close. If he wanted Kowall to stop moving, he'd look back at him.

Off-duty, Eric was playful. He liked to have his neck scratched and would roll around on the ground. The 110-pound dog would cuddle up to Kowall at night when they were out in the field, and he'd eat out of his handler's helmet. Whenever Kowall could, he'd give his closest friend steak.

The men who'd walk behind the pair on missions were always different. But a scout handler and his dog were a constant, as the duo bounced between different assignments.

When Jeffrey Bennett, founder and former CEO of Nature's Recipe pet foods, first learned about the dogs who'd served and the fate of so many of them, he set out to teach others. Based on about three years of research, he co-produced the documentary "War Dogs: America's Forgotten Heroes," which first aired 11 years ago on the Discovery Channel.

Donations earned through this film allowed Bennett, now president of the War Dog Memorial, to commission three monuments, sculptures featuring a German shepherd and his handler.

The first one was unveiled at the March Field Air Museum in Riverside. A second was installed at Fort Benning, Georgia. The third remains in storage, Bennett said. The original goal to place it in Washington beside the Vietnam Veterans Memorial or at Arlington National Cemetery in Virginia remains an elusive dream.

Dogs have long served with the U.S. military, said Lemish, who also wrote "War Dogs: A History of Loyalty and Heroism." During World War I, the dogs borrowed from the French and British worked as messengers and assisted the Red Cross by finding the wounded on battlefields, he said. The American K-9 corps, Lemish said, really began during World War II, when, among other tasks, thousands of dogs donated by civilians patrolled shorelines.

Back then, dogs sent abroad were retrained and returned to civilian life, but that practice had changed by the time U.S. forces entered Vietnam, Lemish said. Later, galvanized by the attention earned through the documentary, Vietnam War dog handlers began to call for change.

Johnny Mayo, 60, hadn't spoken to another dog handler in 30 years when he showed up in Washington for his first reunion in 2000. But as he talked to the 250 others in attendance, he realized the power of what they shared.

"You go through the war, and you always remember the bond you have, the bond with the dog," said Mayo, whose dog Kelly once yanked him up a bank from a rice paddy, out of the way of mortar fire. "On that first trip to the [Vietnam Veterans Memorial] wall, it was a reunion with the spirits of our dogs."

Later, Mayo, of Lexington, South Carolina, would go on to write his own book and establish a traveling exhibit to pay tribute to the dogs who'd served.

Washington also took notice. In November 2000, President Clinton signed into law legislation that established a military working dog adoption program. Now the dogs working in Iraq and Afghanistan will have a chance to find comfortable homes when they return from war.

For Dorr, of the Vietnam Dog Handler Association, this has been a blessing. He said leaving his partner Sarge behind, all those decades ago, haunted him.

"A lot of us [handlers] suffered PTSD," he said, referring to post-traumatic stress disorder. "It's like leaving your kid back there."

But he now has Bluma, the war dog he adopted from Lackland Air Force Base in San Antonio, Texas. The German shepherd, who has hip problems, looks uncannily like Sarge, he said, and having him around is a source of comfort.

"I'm taking care of an old vet," Dorr said, "and he's taking care of me."

Pup rescued from Iraq for fallen soldier:



Dogs adopted from Iraq:



If you're a dog lover, this one might send tingles up your spine, it did me:



If you liked that one, you'll love this followup:



They're still hard at work today in Afghanistan:
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For the U.S. Marines patrolling the dusty footpaths of southern Afghanistan, a bomb-sniffing black Labrador can mean the difference between life and death.

These "dogs of war" have saved countless lives and their record for finding hidden explosives has won them a loyal following.

"They are 98 percent accurate. We trust these dogs more than metal detectors and mine sweepers," says handler Corporal Andrew Guzman.

Trained to detect five kinds of threat, from military grade C-4 plastic explosive to common chemicals used by the Taliban to make improvised explosive devices (IEDs), the dogs play a vital role alongside their human comrades.

Bomb expert Sergeant Crush is all concentration as he leads a foot patrol by two squads of US Marines deployed to Afghanistan as part of Washington's fresh surge to end an eight-year insurgency by the Taliban.

His job along with Corporal Goodwin is to lead the men to safety through dusty footpaths and compounds where Taliban militants plant deadly bombs that have left many troops dead in recent months.

They are from a group of four Labradors, who are on average four years old and have all seen action in Iraq and Afghanistan.

"These dogs are great. They keep our Marines alive," says First Lieutenant Aaron MacLean, 2nd Platoon commander of the Marines 1st Battalion, 6th Regiment Charlie Company, to which the dog team is attached.

Crush suddenly goes on a swift bound, sniffing out a corner of a compound in the outskirts of a Taliban stronghold in Helmand province.

There is a quick change in his demeanour, his muscles tense up, he freezes, sticks out his tail and then lies down with his paws extended up front.

The area turned out to have been a former storage place for ammonium nitrate, a fertiliser compound recently banned by the government that the Taliban commonly use in making powerful homemade bombs.

"It's better safe than sorry," Guzman says.

Just days earlier two squads of Marines were ambushed and trapped in a compound. Two Marines died after stepping on the pressure plates of IEDs, just minutes before the dogs were to have cleared the area.

The force of the explosion threw the handlers and the dogs to the ground, but they quickly got up and resumed their jobs.

The dogs also provide an emotional crutch for young Marines facing death every day. They crowd around the dogs and play with them inside the camp. There are frequent questions about adopting them after the Labradors end their tour.

Lance Corporal George Grimm, the handler of Corporal Brooks, says most Marines feel safer with his bomb team leading the way.

Brooks, a three year-old Labrador with tan fur, has been deployed three times in Iraq and Afghanistan and has helped with the recovery of approximately 14 bombs and saved many lives.

One sniffer named Ringo gained a legendary reputation for having found as many as 30 daisy-chain landmines in Iraq, he says.

"Our life is in this boy's hands pretty much," says Grimm, a 19-year-old who has been Brooks' handler since late last year. Grimm grabs a rubber toy called a "konk" and lets Brooks nibble on it.

"They don't ask for much except to be taken cared of," he says.

Handlers say the US government spends huge amounts of money to train the dogs in a civilian-led program contracted out by the defence department.

They begin training when they are puppies, and by the time they reach two and half years old, are ready to be deployed.

The bomb squad in Afghanistan prefer using pure-bred Labradors over sentry dogs such as German Shepherds because they are easier to train. Labradors are also hunting dogs who can pick up a scent as far as 500 meters (yards) away.

With the Taliban increasingly relying on IEDs to cripple the US advance, officials say up to 70 dogs are now on operation in southern Afghanistan alone, where the insurgency is festering.

More are expected to be deployed in the coming months, officials say.






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Saturday, February 13, 2010 9:57 AM

FREMDFIRMA



Labs are also pretty sweet hearted, I've a slight aversion to anything that looks german-shepardish due to some bad experiences with MD K-9 officers (who have a well deserved abysmal-rep) but I still don't truly blame the dogs.

Labs on the other hand, they're about the friendliest goofballs I've ever seen, with a fun loving disposition, and yet they ARE damned good scent trackers, which makes them excellent helpers for Search and Rescue, as well as stuff like this.

Glad to see they're getting adopted by vets instead of dumped, there's a couple programs also that adopt service animals for the disabled who are "too old" and place them with less-disabled folk who will see them through their golden years, cause it's a shame to reward such loyal service with the cold shoulder, innit ?

Funny to say it, but you know another dog with a disposition almost as sweet ?

Pit Bulls, I kid not, one of my distant relative raises em, and if he thinks you ain't a good home and a decent fellow, or you come to him to get fodder for your dog pit, you'll be lucky enough to make out off his property without an assload of rocksalt from his shotty...

I had to babysit a couple of the puppies for a short bit once when he had to go out of state for a while, and they were the most precious little guys, I couldn't for the life of me see why anyone would be afraid of em.

My old buddy MickT's dog (named, ironcially, Dog.) was pretty cool, for a mutant-monster-malamute?-thing... I swear, he was GINONIMOUS, like put a saddle on and let the kids RIDE him huge, and if you came up on the property he'd knock ya down, sit on ya, and then howl for Mick... you were best advised to not try gettin up, hehehe.

Imagine puny lil old me and this huge dog sittin on me, and me tryin to shove him off, so he growls at me, and I growl right back, so he licks me, GACCCK!

Anyhows, good to see the pups gettin their due, instead of ditched.

-F

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Saturday, February 13, 2010 10:06 AM

NIKI2

Gettin' old, but still a hippie at heart...


Yes, apparently they're using labs more than shephards these days, for some of the reasons you mentioned.

Me, I adore shephards; my family's very first dog was a shephard mom insisted dad buy for protection when he was out of town in Afghanistan. She regretted it initially; they're raised there...actually "alsatians"...and the breeder just let them run loose. They'd never seen a woman, and Tammy would run around the compound keeping as much distance from mom and I as possible, but adored dad.

One time dad went away and mom slept in his bed; middle of the night she feels a tongue licking her hand. That was it, from that day forward, Tammy loved us. She had papers a mile long, champions and grand champions: Stampba Von Sydenburg. But she adored us (once jumped out of the car and tracked us UP THE ESCALATOR in Macy's!).

I now adore huskies, but shephards will always have a special place in my heart.

Labs and goldens I can't handle...to enthusiastic, usually a bit dumb (sorry, but true), and deadly tails!! I do, however, believe both breeds were created without the "sad" gene, they're always so effusive and happy. Should think it would take a LOT of work to turn them bad!

And I agree about pits 100%. We have a lot of them around here, mostly rescues, and they are the biggest babies, absolutely adorable.

I just thought this thread would be a nice thing to read/see on a Saturday morning. And aspect of war we seldom think about. Hope others enjoy it, thanx Frem.



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Saturday, February 13, 2010 10:16 AM

FREMDFIRMA


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Originally posted by Niki2:
Labs and goldens I can't handle...to enthusiastic, usually a bit dumb (sorry, but true), and deadly tails!!


Oh dear me yes!

My friend Donna has a pooch like that, some kinda supposed super hunting dog her ex ditched on her when he bailed out, I dunno about hunting, but that doggy has about the deadliest tail in the world, whap-whap-whap, almost like a scourge, lol!

S'funny though, they had an old console TV with a bad tuner, and every time it would start fuzzing out, all you hadda do was toss the tennis ball near the couch, and send the dog to the kitchen and back, cause that tail would smack it in just the right place to set it to rights, and she'd even bring you the ball back!

TV Remote by doggy, heh heh.

-F

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Saturday, February 13, 2010 10:19 AM

NIKI2

Gettin' old, but still a hippie at heart...


I love it...the visual is just SO clear and it's SO "lab"!



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Saturday, February 13, 2010 10:35 AM

GINOBIFFARONI


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Originally posted by Niki2:
Yes, apparently they're using labs more than shephards these days, for some of the reasons you mentioned.

Me, I adore shephards; my family's very first dog was a shephard mom insisted dad buy for protection when he was out of town in Afghanistan. She regretted it initially; they're raised there...actually "alsatians"...and the breeder just let them run loose. They'd never seen a woman, and Tammy would run around the compound keeping as much distance from mom and I as possible, but adored dad.

One time dad went away and mom slept in his bed; middle of the night she feels a tongue licking her hand. That was it, from that day forward, Tammy loved us. She had papers a mile long, champions and grand champions: Stampba Von Sydenburg. But she adored us (once jumped out of the car and tracked us UP THE ESCALATOR in Macy's!).

I now adore huskies, but shephards will always have a special place in my heart.

Labs and goldens I can't handle...to enthusiastic, usually a bit dumb (sorry, but true), and deadly tails!! I do, however, believe both breeds were created without the "sad" gene, they're always so effusive and happy. Should think it would take a LOT of work to turn them bad!

And I agree about pits 100%. We have a lot of them around here, mostly rescues, and they are the biggest babies, absolutely adorable.

I just thought this thread would be a nice thing to read/see on a Saturday morning. And aspect of war we seldom think about. Hope others enjoy it, thanx Frem.







dumb ? I kinda resent that


I have met dogs of many breeds ( including labs ) that I would consider dumb, but I wouldn't use it as a term to describe the breed...

It all comes down to how you raise and train them, as with any breed, as well as what you are trying to get them to do.

I have seen Shepards and Dobermans that were completely mindless

but I have seen exceptions that were sharper that %90 of dogs that I had seen.






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Saturday, February 13, 2010 12:01 PM

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Saturday, February 13, 2010 12:33 PM

KIRKULES


All dogs are totally awesome, only those corrupted by evil humans are a problem. The difference between the smartest dog and the least intelligent is negligible, the main difference is personality. A German Shepard and a Lab are equal in intelligence but very different in personality. Shepard’s are so eager to learn that you almost don't have to train them, but just try to train one to hunt and you'll be wishing you had a Lab. Most people consider hound dogs to be the least intelligent, but when trained properly they appear every bit as smart as any other dog.

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Saturday, February 13, 2010 1:21 PM

FREMDFIRMA



Ha, try training a cat to do any bloody thing.

Always seemed silly to me for folks to consider other animals by human standards, a dog is very smart, at being a dog, and a cat is very smart, at being a cat...

That said, it's scary just HOW smart in human terms a couple cats can be, towards getting humans to do what THEY want - who's training who, here ?!

That's also why I tagged Labs as "goofy", cause they're less serious and more fun-loving from both a human and a doggy perspective.

-F

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Saturday, February 13, 2010 2:35 PM

KWICKO

"We'll know our disinformation program is complete when everything the American public believes is false." -- William Casey, Reagan's presidential campaign manager & CIA Director (from first staff meeting in 1981)


Small point of contention, and a pet peeve. It's not "shephards"; it's "shepHERDS". Think of them as herding dogs; it's what they were bred for, to guard the herd. Incidentally, that's also Shepherd Book's gig - he's supposed to be herding his flock to "the way".

The best dogs I've had have been, in no particular order, a black Lab, a Belgian Malinois (a medium-sized offshoot breed of the German Shepherd), and a Doberman Pinscher. The Dobie was probably the most even-tempered and gentle of the bunch. The Malinois is my current pup. The Lab was a retriever, of course - the first time I threw a ball for her, she chased it, got it, and brought it back and dropped it at my feet. She had not been trained for this.

The Dobie was a hunter-killer. She would not go and get your damn ball; you threw it, you go get it. What she WOULD chase, however, was the little cheapie stuffed toys like you get at the carnival or out of one of the crane-grab games. Throw one of those, and she'd be on it. She wouldn't bring it back, though. Instead, she'd lay down and go to work on it. And for some reason, she always started with the eyes. Those goofy googly eyes... she'd just tear them right out. Every. Single. Time. It was a little bit disturbing, yet also kind of cute. I just knew I was completely safe in my home, or anywhere I went if she were with me.

And then I heard about the debacle at the children's museum teddy bear collection. They had dozens of collectible teddy bears, including one which had been owned by Elvis. And they left them in a locked room, guarded by a Dobie locked inside. With the bears. I'll repeat that: They locked a Doberman Pinscher inside a room with a bunch of stuffed animals. That was all I needed to hear to know where that story ended, and sure enough, the dog had eviscerated those poor stuffed bastards, every single one of them. And it looked like she started with the eyes.

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/14154738/



Mike

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Saturday, February 13, 2010 4:27 PM

GINOBIFFARONI


lol

I seen that one before but it still makes me smile

Looks like a nice Dobie... like his colors. Poor Dog.


Oh, and since we are talking about dogs again ( we always seem to get there don't we )

Here are some truely excellent photos of sledding dogs around the world.

http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/2010/02/dogs_and_sleds.html

enjoy I hope



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Saturday, February 13, 2010 4:32 PM

NIKI2

Gettin' old, but still a hippie at heart...


That's hysterical Mike. Bet starting with the eyes has something to do with them protruding from the body and being of different texture, y'think? 'Cuz that's not what most dogs do in real life: go for the eyes.

I've had the original shepherd (sorry about that, typed it both ways, took a shot. Damn.), a cockapoo my dad rescued, a shephard/sheltie, then two dogs Jim and his son Jeff got but I ended up with--Keeshond in the family had pups, one by an irish setter, one by a weimerauner, in the same litter; couldn't tell they were littermates--wouldn't have chosen them for myself, a shepherd/husky, and now two huskies.

The shepherd was a genius; the cockapoo rose in front on my ladies-90cc Honda; the shepherd/sheltie was a princess; Rocky (one of the two that weren't mine) short-coated, hypersensitive and too damned smart; Idaho (the other one), dumb as a fencepost and loyal to death--guess which one had the irish setter dad? then the best dog I ever had, gentle, smart, full of herself, a bit independent and loving (the last one before the huskies).

Of the two huskies, Tashi is reserved, gentlemanly, LOVES to run and fun to rassle with; Kochak is nicknamed "Pocket Rocket" and she IS, totally manic, lots and lots of tail wagging and kisses. In other words, exact opposites. It's fascinating. They're both damned bright, and independent? Huskies are NOT for novices!

So yeah, every dog is different, and always a reflection of their owner. An untrained hound seems dumb sometimes, but only because they're untrained. The smartest breed is Border Collies, but if you don't work them, they can seem the most stupid because they will get neurotic and wreck EVERYTHING. So there is no across-the-board statement we can make, I admit, and I think part of the reason I feel the way I do about labs and goldens (both that they were born without the "unhappy" gene and that they're not too bright) is those I've been around have been untrained. I give you that point Gino, and apologize to the breed as a whole.

Oh, yeah, Jo brought Daisy, her English Springer Spaniel, when she came from England and left her here when she returned. I don't count her one of "our" dogs; she died yesterday and it's the only time I've never shed a tear at a pet dying. She'd been screwed up before she came, had rages, disliked te other dogs (or any dog), was obsessive about balls and definitely not too bright. We cared for her, but I don't think you could say we "loved" her. But we gave her the best ten years of her life, so at 16 I don't think she had any complaints. But I wouldn't have a Springer on a bet...like Borders, hyper and they need WORK to do!

Ramble, ramble, ramble...get me started on dogs...



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Saturday, February 13, 2010 5:11 PM

KWICKO

"We'll know our disinformation program is complete when everything the American public believes is false." -- William Casey, Reagan's presidential campaign manager & CIA Director (from first staff meeting in 1981)


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Looks like a nice Dobie... like his colors. Poor Dog.



I liked his ears. It seems the common British practice is to NOT dock the ears, but leave them natural. My Dobie's ears weren't clipped. Her tail was chopped when we found her, but not the ears. I liked 'em better that way, but I guess I can see why they dock the ears, if they want to make the dog look meaner. I'm okay with my dog looking like a sweetheart, as long as she's able to act as a protector if I'm trifled with. :)

Mike

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Saturday, February 13, 2010 5:24 PM

GINOBIFFARONI


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Originally posted by Kwicko:
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Looks like a nice Dobie... like his colors. Poor Dog.



I liked his ears. It seems the common British practice is to NOT dock the ears, but leave them natural. My Dobie's ears weren't clipped. Her tail was chopped when we found her, but not the ears. I liked 'em better that way, but I guess I can see why they dock the ears, if they want to make the dog look meaner. I'm okay with my dog looking like a sweetheart, as long as she's able to act as a protector if I'm trifled with. :)

Mike

Work is the curse of the Drinking Class.
- Oscar Wilde



One things Labs are not good at is projecting fear lol

Bomb dog, Service Dog, Rescue Dog... first rate

Police Dog not really suited lol


My Lab was playing on the front lawn with the neighbors Collie/Greyhound cross

one of my cats looked out the door, then lunged out between the two dogs hackles and fangs out making the scariest noise I ever heard a cat make.

Both dogs stopped and stared at the car for a bit, then the cat walked back to the house and sat on the steps and watched the dogs start to play again...

You see who would come to save my ass right ?




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Saturday, February 13, 2010 6:45 PM

KWICKO

"We'll know our disinformation program is complete when everything the American public believes is false." -- William Casey, Reagan's presidential campaign manager & CIA Director (from first staff meeting in 1981)


My very favorite thing about Labs is that they will remain a puppy, up until their dying day. They maintain a puppy's affections and enthusiasms for their entire life. No matter how crappy may day might have been, when I walked into the house to be mugged by a Lab wanting to hand out hugs, the day immediately got better.

Mike

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Saturday, February 13, 2010 7:58 PM

FREMDFIRMA


Heh, funny.

I am fond of cats, and have known a great many in my time, but I have yet to see another cat who will do what Kallista does, not a single one.

If you attack me, Kallista will attack YOU.

Bear in mind this is the wee little kitten we rescued in what was more or less a combat extraction from a former owner bent on killing her in a most horrific fashion, a tale which I've previously posted here.

That cat and I are close, like witch-familiar close, scarily so.

So when the girl I was with at the time was having issues about the disposition of our on-going breakup and decided to get physical after some loud and intense verbiage, Kallista came flying off the couch into her from the side and piled right into her, and when she recoiled in pure shock with her jaw headed for the floor, landed in front of me defensively, back arched, fur alight, making all manner of demonic "you go AWAY now!" sounds at her.

Didn't help matters that she was already jealous of the critter, and of course nobody BELIEVED her considerin the other bullshit she was trying to shovel right along with it, but yeah, the cat did actually chase her from the trailer that night, more or less.

None of my ex's are overfond of Kallista, given that she's outlasted about three of em, but that one in particular has hated the cat more than me ever since.

-F

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Sunday, February 14, 2010 7:39 AM

NIKI2

Gettin' old, but still a hippie at heart...


I think I like the dobie’s ears clipped more—tho’ I hate that they do it! He’s a handsome devil, no doubt about it...I’ve always admired dobies, they’re so regal looking!

Oh, wow, Gino: THANX for the photos, they started my day of sooo wonderfully! The "likker" looked so much like our Kochak (tho' she's only 4 months), and is her personality, too...she'll wiggle, wag and lick if you even LOOK at her!


She's much bigger and her coat is darker now (like the likker)

Tashi is the handsome one, however:


He's become a very reserved gentleman lately, but when he was a pup, he was ALMOST as bad as the Pocket Rocket. And thank gawd we got him first, 'cuz we're all too old to keep Kochak busy, and he does a great job:


Despite her size, she held her own and took no shit from him, and he was amazingly patient with her beating him up. They played virtually 24/7 at first, but the past week (she's now 33 lbs and taller) he's apparently decided to lay some rules down, sometimes snapping at her when he doesn't want to play and needs his 'beauty rest'. He USED to be able to take refuge on Jim's bed

but now she can jump up there no sweat, so there's no safe place for him; I guess he decided it was time to DEMAND some peace in the end!

So she attacks one of us instead, usually Jim 'cuz he'll play with them most:


Those photos say it all about huskies: Look at the utter JOY on their faces when running. I used to jog and Jim still does, and we walk or hike them all daily, but there's no way we can wear them out, so I've got a "dog sulky" coming from Australia in a few months.

It'll be another year and a half before Kochak can pull, but I'm training Tashi now. Sulkies, carts and scooters have become real popular with us "snowless" folk, it's the next best thing to being able to let them pull a proper sled. This is the guy who built mine; he's built horse sulkies all his life, then got a giant schnauzer and had an idea...
I can't wait! With that I actually CAN wear them both out...yay!

Watching huskies run just HAS to bring a smile to anyone's face...and I got news for you, Mike; huskies never grow up, either. At least the kind like Kochak, who stay full of fun, amusing as hell and energetically wanting to play until they’re too old to do so! They’re hysterical sometimes...often, actually!

We had a cat somewhat like you guys described. She knew no fear. In our camper, if a dog walked up to the screen door, she’d launch herself, and I was lucky to grab her one night when the local bandit family (coons) were rolling down the street in their usual “moving fight” way...I had opened the door to watch them and she tried to launch herself out!

Cats can easily dominate most dogs, if they want to, I’ve seen it over and over again. The cat is usually the alpha in any home I’ve known with both. Dunno which is “smarter”, ‘cuz you can’t judge them by our standards, you have to judge them by THEIRS. I love your “pride”, Frem, the pix you’ve put up make me smile. They may all be individuals, but they all appear to see you as their pride leader. I envy you to a bit, much as I’m grateful to have ours gone (we’ve had as many as 8 at one time), I miss having at least one cat around. With huskies, tho’, can’t do it.



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Sunday, February 14, 2010 1:06 PM

GINOBIFFARONI


Last night after we came home from a valentines supper, my wife fed our guys some prime rib we saved for them...

So my wife was cutting small chunks of prime rib and tossing on the floor to both the cats and the lab, who were all sitting side by side patiently waiting for their piece...

How many dogs and cats would eat prime rib sitting next to each other like that, comfortable with each other....

made my night, of course my wife thought nothing of it, they are always like that she said...


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Sunday, February 14, 2010 1:18 PM

NIKI2

Gettin' old, but still a hippie at heart...


That's pretty kewl, and no, I can't quite imagine it! Too bad you didn't have a camera, that would have been a great shot...or better, video!



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