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You should remedy that. Lol

 

I shall catch said phone with my freshly-licked fingers

 

Them's fighting words.

One more added to The List.

4th igloo on the left, I believe.

 

123 Fake Street

 

IMHO it's the best two handed card game ever created. Bridge is the best four handed game. Poker is meh.

 

Started here...
https://www.tundras.com/threads/colorado-bs-thread.39/page-173#post-3458236

Immediately went here but I did not see it till later
https://www.tundras.com/threads/is-this-true-and-if-so-why-do-we-have-4wd-or-all-wheel-drive.136638/

I don't really care to bump the thread but if any of you want some I will defend my position, bring it on!

 

I don't get this weeks funny order name thing.

 

Same

 

Pretty sure they laughed because you are a faithful customer that buys the same double burgers every week. You're slackin dude.

 

Will do in the morning, because you're wrong. Ready yourself for doom.

 

So, in response to @GODZILLA (thanks for checking in)...

My apologies for seemingly disappearing this past week, but I was dealing w/an 'expected' but you're never fuckin' ready for it to actually happen loss



I have been around here a little; reading through some of the threads here and there, but not much typing/productivity while dealing w/my lack of sleep, frustration, anger and most importantly just simply missing my boy...

Sorry for the crappy photo, we're waiting on the professional quality prints to arrive...

Rudy was the last dog I worked professionally; and while his prey drive was over the top (he was nicknamed HoneyBadger during initial training), he was also a dog that was highly pack driven and just wanted to be a part of whatever you were doing. I was fortunate to be able to care for him and continue to 'work' him in his retirement. I did my best to keep him in shape, healthy, and to keep his brain going strong (a lot of scent work and problem solving) after he was no longer 'earning a paycheck'.

Rudy was born in Holland and imported to the US just prior to his 1st birthday (that's a tough flight for a young dog)...




At the time, the vendor we we using was also under contract w/the US Army for supplying dogs to the Army's TED program (Tracking and Explosive Detection). These dogs would receive their initial detection, tracking and apprehension training from the vendor while in Indiana and then would head to the SouthWest (Yuma) to finish up their initial training in the desert to acclimate more to the environment they were to be deployed in. From there they'd end up back in Indiana where they'd be paired up w/a handler to complete their initial training prior to being shipped back overseas for deployment.

Rudy was purchased by the vendor w/the intention of being selected for this program... However, since he had been in the US for only a few days, the vendor had not had the opportunity to pre-screen any of the pups from their most recent import. I had an extremely good relationship w/the vendor, and he knew that one of the dogs I was purchasing that week was going to be mine (this was going to be my 3rd dog). The vendor allowed my team and I the opportunity to do selection testing on any of his available dogs, plus any of the ones we wanted to put our hands on from their most recent import (which included Rudy). I'll spare everyone my usual verbal vomit and just say that I was blessed to have had the opportunity to spend nearly 12.5 years of this dog's incredible 13.5 year life in not only a professional capacity, but also as close friends/companions in both of our retirements.

Still a young dog and first day in Vegas at his new home...


About a year and a half later (fully grown and properly conditioned)... and in the spirit of @T-Rex266

sportin' some triceps, shoulders and puppy abs (he put on weight and size for another year or so)...



We didn't do much sleeve work at all (most of our bite training is on full suits), but I'd say this is the definition of a full mouth bite...



Rudy's first year of retirement & his first 'vacation' during Christmas in San Diego; nothing like some Christmas Bells to soften the appearance...


Watching over the Tundra when I'm out of it running an errand...


Just prior to my retirement (2018) house shopping for our retirement home on the Oregon Coast...


Just being a dog (playin' w/the wife's pup)....



The thing that hit me the hardest was coming home after dropping him off to be cremated and that damned empty house feeling. Yes, I have other pups that I've been spending time with and loving on, but it's different. Nothing feels right, nothing looks right, and nothing (I mean nothing) in the house smelled like him anymore...
How is his existence gone so quickly???

This fuckin' sucks

Good-bye my friend ...

 

I'm so sorry for your loss.
The passing of a pet, and in your case a partner, is tough.
I can't even imagine the bond you two had.

We took Maverick to the vet today.
The only open room was the one that we've had 2 dogs put down in.
My wife and I both broke down and I had to ask for a different room.
They tagged our account not to be put in that room anymore.

She says when Maverick goes no more dogs.
The losses are getting harder and harder on her as we get older.
But our dogs have always been a buffer in our marriage.
They keep us from driving each other crazy.
I hope she changes her mind.

 

Land early…no gate available!

 

Thank you...
Hopefully, Maverick was just there for some routine or at least minimal stuff

You guys were dealing w/some issues w/Maverick a few months ago, right???

I can't imagine having a home w/o one in it, but my wife said the same thing about it getting more difficult as we age... I wonder if it's because our own mortality is seemingly closer or maybe we just 'soften' as we get older. I chuckled at the truth in 'buffer' comment; although I would argue they are a buffer for life in general

 

When you have the energy, I am sure we all would love to hear a take-down story or two from your days with Rudy.