Bush? (or stuck behind one)
I just signed in and was enjoying some of the comments about Hillary Clinton in Columbus, Ohio. The funniest one was the president getting out of the opposite side of Marine 1. I feel compelled to share one of my "sightings" of President Bush.
As most people are aware, President Bush and "Sr." for that matter, have a vacation home in Kennebunkport, ME. Well, when both presidents come up for visits we have all kinds of overtime details to assist Secret Service. It was the middle of July or thereabouts when I was told by my K9 Sergeant that they needed me to head to a school in Kennebunkport because Bush Jr. was going to be there to address the families of soldiers killed in Iraq. My assignment was to place me and my K9 literally mere feet from Bush Jr. I was amped right up and going to get paid for this too! I was to show up at 0830 sharp and report to Secret Service personnel.
I was 1/2 an hour early and playing with "Aiden" in the parking lot with his ball. All sorts of important looking people in dark suits milling around all over the parking lot. Lots of these people came up to give "Aiden" a friendly pat. Not one hint of a problem. Well...at 0830, three guys in suits came up to speak with me and introduce themselves. They explained to me what they expected me to do and were preparing to head back into the school. The head agent sticks his hand out to shake my hand in a gesture of thanks when out of nowhere, "Aiden" rears up and bites ahold of his sleeve and tears his suit coat right at the shoulder. The second agent in command literally doubled over laughing as did the third. All I could do was sweat!! The head agent took it pretty well but his face was awful red!
About 0900 the second agent in command approaches me and he says that they have reassigned me. Well folks, I got to see Bush alright. I got placed about 100 yards into the woods with my trusty K9. When Bush exited the suburban I saw him for about 1/2 a second between trees which obstructed my view and ticks that I was continually fighting off. He really was a friendly dog...just not quite sure what got into him that day!
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I was bitten, I mean Smitten
I had the great opportunity to feel Aiden's power and to understand how the secret serviceman felt. When I went north to visit Jay in Maine we met him at a highway department garage. It was not the first time I had met Aiden. The last time Aiden made a visit to my homestead where he ruined a football with one bite and made a teeth impression on my upper arm.
Back to the story, Jay pulls the SLEEVE out of his trunk. You know the sleeve. It looks like a mattress rolled tight around your arm. You also know why it is used. Jay tells me to put this on my arm. I am no dummy I know exactly what Jay is planning. However, I slide the sleeve on and Jay says, "now I am going to act like i am searching you and you make a move." I say "make a what?!" Jay tells me it will be okay. Now I look at Aiden and he is looking at me like i am a "Ruby Tuesday" steak dinner. I say ok. Jay tells me whatever i do to keep the sleeve in front of me. Why? Because no place else has a sleeve.
Jay starts patting me down and i make my move(with eyes closed). Eyes are closed because at that moment i found religion. Fangs, saliva, and hairy beast comes at me. I pray...."Oh help me now!" The padding on the sleeve helped....some what. That dog had "choppers". The problem...the dog would not let go. It was like trying to uncouple railroad cars using a toothpick. Eventually Aiden did let go. Blood flow returned to my fingers. The hands and legs stopped shaking and no teeth marks appeared.
As a matter of respect I call people Sir or madam. Never have i called an animal sir. Aiden is the only exception. He was a good dog. Our men, women, and canine's on the job all deserve a lot of respect.
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Well "armed"
Great story! Maybe Aiden just didn't like his suit!
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Protecting His Master
Good story! You know, it's funny...dogs are so unpredictable. They really do have a 6th sense...obviously there was something about the head agent he apparently didn't like. Perhaps Aiden thought when he went to shake your hand he was trying to attack you...who knows. But there was definitely something. Perhaps he knew if you had done the original assignment, something bad would have happened, and he was keeping you from it. I trust my dog in situations like that more than my gut. My dog knows!!! Don't ask how, but she knows!
Cousin Mike