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Dog Handler

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Back when I was a dog handler in Afghan, we ran into a lot of trouble. Part of my job is to help find mines and such for the bomb tech guys. First time back in the field in a while. What they don’t tell you about the military is that you may easily be stuck guarding a military prison or patrolling a the outer border of a base.
It was my final year in the military and then I was gonna go to College, be an engineer. I never wanted to be an engineer, couldn’t think of what I wanted to do and I had to choose something. Engineering I thought, not bad at designer or math. Just never liked either. I guess I only found that out while reflecting during my years on duty. Boston College, a few months and thousands of miles away. To be honest I chose Boston to chase after a girl, her name Martha Sinclair. We met in middle school, it feels like she only noticed me when I said I was going overseas about the beginning of senior year. We hadn’t been dating by then, but now we are. I didn’t wanna see that relationship end, so I panicked and chose a school I wasn’t damn near interested in.
But I ran away from that reality by becoming a dog handler. That’s where we are now, my dog sniffing faster than a heart can beat, …show more content…

Every time his head was up and his owner was a little drunk he’d get hit on the head, I guess his owner enjoyed for another living being to be afraid of him. That dumb pup couldn’t do nothing wrong to deserve such a hell for a good two weeks of his life. Now every time someone pets him, Vil stays small and pretends they're not there. It makes him more wolf like in a way. He doesn’t pay attention to the humans around him. He stays hunting. It took him a year of me being with him everyday of service for him not to cover his chest in fear. The only guys he really trusts like that are me and his old trainer. No one knows how an abused dog made training but now that he is, Vilkas is damn good at what he

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