Thursday, January 21, 2010

The Machine

Experienced police k-9 handlers and trainers have referred to him as a machine. He is focused, quick and virtually unstoppable. Tazor was bred to be a working dog.

I met him less than a month after Kilo died. The night before Dave went to get him I couldn't breath. When they were on their way home from the airport I held the box with Kilo's ashes and cried my heart out. The first thing Tazor did when he entered our home was jump up to lick tears from my face.

Having Tazor in our home has required a higher level of responsibility. When we hire a babysitter for date night we can't leave him home with an untrained handler. If we go on vacation, our house sitter options are limited. He is a bizarre combination of bad ass to the world and big baby to few. Tazor is home tonight without Dave. It's sweet to have him clingy and sensitive with me.

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