My 1-27 Brothers!

I know it's been a while since I've blogged. I've just not been to work in ages. 2-27 deployed while 1-27 was still deployed.


I did get to meet the family of a fallen hero Wolfhound this June, but that was too sad to blog about and I don't have photos. I will remember them in my heart. I really liked his sister and cuddled her by laying my head in her lap. We all need a cuddle sometimes.


On the flip side.... YEAH!!  I've been waiting since I got here to meet my 1-27 Wolfhounds and I finally met them yesterday.  Woooo hoooo!


I'm going to a redeployment ceremony on Thursday so I needed to meet and train my new handler.  

 SSG Fennell mutters, "Good Kolchak. Good boy." 

I telepathically message him, "Good SSG. Good boy."

 Historically, I am one rank higher than the person who is handling me. 

Right now, call me Major Kolchak while I hang out on Captain Jura's couch.

Well, he's out of his office, but a guy can dream, can't he?

SSG Fennell and I enjoy some quality time on the love seat.
I love my new staff... er.... um... handler. He's nice and trainable.
The feeling is mutual, I'm sure.

This is me with Cheeseburger Guy.
I'm sure he has a name, but that's how I remember him.
Mom made sure I sat for my cheeseburger. Sheesh. Picky ol' broad.

OK, Cheeseburger Guy. I'm still here. I'm still sitting. Can you take a hint?

It worked. Cheeseburger Guy is a bright spark.

It's a stand off at the Cheeseburger Coral....
We stare each other down.
Who will give up first?

I gave up.
Sitting on my bony haunches for a morsel of cheeseburger quit being worth it. 

Me and one of the many 1-27 Wolfhounds that pet me yesterday. It's great to be back at work again.

I came, I trained, I smelled, sniffed, licked,and
observed everything and person I could find. I'm exhausted.

Mahalo nui loa to my 1-27 Wolfhound brothers for letting me hang out with you yesterday. It was super fun to get to meet some of you, check out my new work place, and get pet. Next time, more cheeseburger please.  :-)