What a Sniffer! – IOTW Report

What a Sniffer!

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  1. That’s a good bird dog. His talents are being wasted.

    When our city purchased their first drug dog years ago I was fortunate enough to know the trainer. He invited me to experience the talent of this dog at his work. At the police station, he gave me a tiny sample of cocaine the size of a match head sealed in plastic that they used for training the dog. He instructed me to hide the sample anywhere in the building while he waited outside with the dog. I thought I had it hidden pretty well in a location six feet off the floor. That dog found it in under five minutes.

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  2. the last 52 years I’ve had many Labs.
    40 years ago the city/county built a very big (many acres) park near. It had a “Par course ~2.5 miles” it also had some ponds. I was into fitness stuff then so I went twice to run the course a few times.

    The ponds had ducks. One of my dogs refused to hear me (right!) when I told him only ducks I shot. He went into the pond after the ducks. Totally disobedient!

    After the second trip with such results wife said stay away or “Grey Bars” for you. Took that woman’s advice.

    Angus my blonde Lab is almost a year. Titanium knees; no more hunt.

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  3. Years ago I used to call my buddy down in the test Laboratory to find out if he was going to lunch. The traditional way they answered the phone was: “Lab”. I’d say German Shepherd here, you ready for some dog food yet?

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  4. I had one that would swim out twenty yards then swim around in circles, then dive down eight feet and bring back a solid rubber bone or other object tossed in a lake in water you couldn’t see five inches through.

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  5. an ol exjarhead,

    “Angus my blonde Lab is almost a year. Titanium knees; no more hunt.”

    Titanium knees as well, in 2013. Isn’t it amazing to not be in constant pain anymore?!

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  6. My golden used to drop chew bones in a corn field we walked through in the fall and two months later, under 14 inches of snow, he would be walking along on the frozen crust, and dig down, in the direct spot, through the snow to retrieve them with no signs of them on the surface. I miss that guy.

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  7. I had a half lab, half Doberman that would point pheasant and quail. She also would retrieve snowballs from snow drifts that were over her head…..Her name was Jemima!….HEH!….Plus some goats that could find a beer in either of my hands….

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  8. I had a dachshund – if I threw his toy he looked at me seeming to say “why’d you throw that. . .well, are you going to go get it and bring it back to me?”

    Loved that dog!

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  9. My little Maltese loves to fetch but, then she changes the game. Once she fetches her toy, she brings it halfway back then you are expected to tackle her and try to get the toy back. She fights like it’s the Super Bowl to keep the toy but If someone gets it from her she starts to run out for the next pass. She makes up all her own games and trains us to play her way.

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