Dogs in Government

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Comment by Carol Davison on February 6, 2012 at 9:13am

It's Nana, the baby sitting doig from Peter Pan!  Good grief though, how big is that dog or how little is the baby?

Comment by Jason Hastings on February 4, 2012 at 11:08pm

Comment by Jason Hastings on January 25, 2012 at 8:19am

Purple Heart soldier reunited with Afghan pup!

 

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2091221/Donny-Eslinger-Woun...

Comment by Erica Werner on January 24, 2012 at 10:24am

Love the new Dogs at Work stamps. 

Working dogs were also present at the official stamp dedication.

Comment by Carol Davison on January 24, 2012 at 9:49am

Even if all dogs didn't go to heaven, God would make an exception of these two. 

Comment by Jason Hastings on January 23, 2012 at 8:51pm

Puts a lump in your throat

Comment by James A. Miller Jr. on December 7, 2011 at 4:39pm

I love, not all dogs, but most dogs; be they in, or out, of government.

And that man who named his dog, "Biteabureaucrat": Shame!

I lived in Raleigh, N.C., after I got out of the Navy. The Vietnam War was still on-going. I met a North Carolina State University professor who was training dogs to sniff-out land-mines, and he took me to see how it was done.

I worked for Eastern Air Lines at the Raleigh-Durham Airport and we received in, and shipped out, many German Shepard like dogs for the Air Base at Goldsboro. An Eastern ramp serviceman opened-up the aft cargo bin on an arrived 727, and suddenly there jumped-out, over the head of the rampie, a giant Shepard puppy; headed for the bugs and summer butterflies, along the yonder runway.

The young'n had bitten it's way out of a heavy aluminum shipping container.

He seemed a happy, not-mean, fella'. But he paid no head to anyone. All the flights had left-over meals in those days, so I gathered a bag of Tourist chopped steaks and a few First Class steaks, and hopped on a small ramp tractor. I had to get the, "Free-at-last, I'm-free-at-last"; happy young fella' off the runway.

As I drew near, the smell grasped his attention, and he loped towards me, and his first steak on the taxiway; and so on, ever twenty-feet or so, to the the a/c belly containers storage area. An open container was on it's small wagon-cart. I placed a steak on the ramp just outside the entry, another just inside the entry lip, and the rest of the bag of steaks, at the far back.

The happy ex-airdog, confidently gobbled the steak on the ground, then cautiously, slowly worked on the one just over the entry lip; his forefeet un-sure, his aft feet, safely still firmly on terra firma. The many steaks in the back, had his full attention. His tail was still wagg'n, so I approached from the rear, and lifted his aft two feet level with the fore two feet, and from side-to-side walked him on in. Finally he sat to finish the feast; and I shut the door, and got the container cart with him, to and on into, the freight-house.

When the Goldsboro handlers arrived and I showed them the chewed through, heavy aluminum dog shipping crate; alarmed they asked: "No body approached him, did they?".  I said he was just a sweet little-BIG puppy, and I just petted him, and said we need you in here; and he got in.

Opened back up; he'd eaten all the evidence, and had a contented grin,  and big belly. A happy face.

Comment by Carol Davison on December 5, 2011 at 9:23am

Cathy I kept hearing that huskies were pack animals and that like potato chips you couldn't have just one.  So I applied for and was approved to adopt Nanook  from petfinder.com.  Nanook was a no no.  He snapped at my furkid Tater, who appeared stressed by the interaction.  He was younger and stronger in personality and body too.  Additionally I feared that my pup would be demoted to beta dog.  Because he didn't want to be a brother woof, Tater and I decided to have a to have a momdogamous relationship.  I should have known better.  I spend about 11 hours a week playing with Tater.  What dog would want to give up that individualized attention? 

Comment by Kathy Christian on December 2, 2011 at 10:50pm

pups (like humans) do best when part of a pack (group).  If your family functions as a pack, the pup is at it's best.  If your family does not, pup may benefit from a buddy, but buddy needs to be part of a pack...............

Comment by Carol Davison on December 2, 2011 at 4:55pm

Hey pup lovers, who does one determine whether well trained but indulged dog 1 needs a buddy? 

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