
Some police dog-handlers from Hampshire I used to train with a few years ago all set their dogs' "trigger words" as "Pompey Fans". The dogs went mental as soon as this was whispered in their ears. Apparently, it made the prospect of being spat at every Saturday outside a football ground somewhat less tedious...On of the chaps at work trained his dog in German commands.
He also trained it to "speak" whenever someone sucked their teeth. This is often used by certain sections of the community to show disrespect to those in positions of authority.
Very quickly solved that little issue in his life...
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My Maligators were taught que words too Carl... a simple “help” would fire them up and “play nice” in a crowd would see individuals less as enthusiasticSome police dog-handlers from Hampshire I used to train with a few years ago all set their dogs' "trigger words" as "Pompey Fans". The dogs went mental as soon as this was whispered in their ears. Apparently, it made the prospect of being spat at every Saturday outside a football ground somewhat less tedious...
Neices pal has a westie called Kanye.
Kanye Westie.
(I had to ask - apparently a ‘rapper’)
Ja make 'er?On of the chaps at work trained his dog in German commands.
He also trained it to "speak" whenever someone sucked their teeth. This is often used by certain sections of the community to show disrespect to those in positions of authority.
Very quickly solved that little issue in his life...
I was once privileged to attend the leaving do of a DC. He was unusual in that he had come very late to the world of Detectives and had spent most of his working life as a uniformed (do they have plain clothes ones) Dog Handler.
He once won a national award for bravery. During some football related nonsense in London, one faction was trying to storm the up escalators of a Tube station to get to the opposition.
For longer than he should have been, this man and his dog held them as bay.
When I spoke to him about it, he said that the front row of these idiots would get to the top of the escalators and then, faced with the dog and it's full set of teeth, retreat back down the stairs to be replaced by the next row of idiots. This cycle was repeated until reinforcements arrived.
I remember one line from his leaving speech:-
"When I joined the Police, if I stopped someone in the the street, they had to give me their name and address. Now I have to give them mine (name and Station). It is time to go"
Go he did. He went off to Bosnia to recover and identify bodies from that terrible war. You would have thought that he had done enough.
Never met a dog handler I did not like - I owe my life to one (the dog's name was Zeus) but that is another story...