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“May have been the losing side. Still not convinced it was the wrong one.”
"This report is maybe 12-years-old. Parliament buried it, and it stayed buried till River dug it up. This is what they feared she knew. And they were right to fear because there's a whole universe of folk who are gonna know it, too. They're gonna see it. Somebody has to speak for these people. You all got on this boat for different reasons, but you all come to the same place. So now I'm asking more of you than I have before. Maybe all. Sure as I know anything I know this, they will try again. Maybe on another world, maybe on this very ground swept clean. A year from now, 10, they'll swing back to the belief that they can make people . . . better. And I do not hold to that. So no more running. I aim to misbehave." ~ Captain Malcom Reynolds
Monday, August 2, 2010
K9 Rule #1
People will automatically assume you are a training expert on any dog issue, no matter what, as soon as they know you are a canine officer.
Posted by Captain Tightpants at 10:56 PM
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So take all the credit and enjoy it! What's K-9 rule #2?
You mean you're not? Well my image has just been shattered thank you very much...
If you can handle a mighty, mighty K9, we figure you can probably handle something like a pooping on the rug issue:)
Thanks, glad you all can appreciate my suffering :D
My K9 officers call those people "Mo Mos"... I don't really know why, but they say it's the people that get all weird when they see the police dogs and want to pet them.
Rule One when working with K9. Stay behind the handler. Mutt is a heat seeking missile looking for a new chew toy. He don't give a hoot what color you're wearing.
Oh cool! I have a label! I'm one of those weird people. Then again, I handled my share of K9 cops when I worked for a vet, so maybe I'm a highly qualified Mo Mo. Of note: One time an otherwise excellent
tech, became concerned about the 'unpredictable' aggression of K9's after one gave her a very firm (slightly bruising) warning nip when she tried to draw blood (he wasn't being properly held.) I found it EXTREMELY predictable! K9's are great patients. I miss that job.
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