Wearing those masks would be the only time an enemy would not get his ass chewed off.
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On another note,
today's news media still doesn't fact check..
Mitt Romney chose Veterans Day to proclaim to the American people his conviction that the world is a dangerous place,
and the United States must remain its most formidable military power.
Its not Veterans Day,
Its Memorial Day,
time to remember those that have died so we can live free.
You guys might be interested in this wonderful story of 'Bing' the parachuting dog. He went into France with the Paras and survived the war having received the canine equivalent of the VC. The book telling the story is being sold to support the Afghanistan Trust for returning wounded soldiers.
A fabulous tale about the best of our friends.
On many American blogs, in the spirit of the occasion, I'm seeing the General Patton quote that was first used when the war was not going well for the Allies.
"It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived"
In 2012 I believe we can both mourn and thank God that such men lived.
On July 14th of 1918 a picked battalion of the American 1st Infantry Division took part in the Bastile Day ceremonies in Paris. One of the participants was Private James Donovan, a Signal Corps specialist, who had somewhat over-stayed his time in Paris. That evening he found himself lost in a cul-de-sac in the dark streets of Montmarte. In the darkness he suddenly stumbled over what at first appeared to be a pile of rags. When the pile of rags emitted a whimper and then a bark Donovan realized it was a small dog. As Donovan bent to examine his newly found, shaggy haired friend three rather unfriendly American military policemen arrived upon the scene. They immediately ascertained that Donovan did not have a pass and was officially A.W.O.L.. The quick thinking U. S. Army private used the existence of his new friend to create an excuse for his missing pass. He convinced the M.P.'s that the little terrier dog was the missing mascot of the 1st Division and that Donovan was part of a search party. He also very ingeniously came up with a name for the dog, Rags. The ruse worked and Rags and his new owner were escorted back to Donovan's unit. In this way a French dog of the streets of Paris became the mascot of one of America's most honored fighting divisions. In the next few months Rags would more than earn his right to be the division mascot.
Great photos! Our two dogs would be a fine combat team. A long haired chihauhua and a boxer. The boxer could do a great job of digging foxholes judging from the what she can accomplish if left unattended in the back yard while the little one's high pitched yips could damage enemy hearing for miles around.
Years ago I was working on a bulldozer (D-8 Cat) digging a ditch near a garbage dump. I saw a cat wobbling along with an empty jar of Cheez-Whiz stuck over his head. Poor thing was really confused. I had a ballpeen hammer in the tool box, I smashed the jar (carefully) without hurting the cat. Never in my life have I seen the such a look of "content" on the face of an animal as I did that day. I can imagine what the rush of fresh air must have felt like!
Why this blog? Until this moment
I have been forced
to listen while media
and politicians alike
have told me
"what Canadians think".
In all that time they
never once asked.
This is just the voice
of an ordinary Canadian
yelling back at the radio -
"You don't speak for me."
homepage email Kate (goes to a private
mailserver in Europe)
I can't answer or use every
tip, but all are
appreciated!
"I got so much traffic afteryour post my web host asked meto buy a larger traffic allowance."Dr.Ross McKitrick
Holy hell, woman. When you
send someone traffic,
you send someone TRAFFIC.
My hosting provider thought
I was being DDoSed. -
Sean McCormick
"The New York Times link to me yesterday [...] generatedone-fifth of the trafficI normally get from a linkfrom Small Dead Animals."Kathy Shaidle
"Thank you for your link. A wave ofyour Canadian readers came to my blog! Really impressive."Juan Giner -
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I got links from the Weekly Standard,Hot Air and Instapundit yesterday - but SDA was running at least equal to those in visitors clicking through to my blog.Jeff Dobbs
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Man's best friend.
I believe they are Dobermans?
Wearing those masks would be the only time an enemy would not get his ass chewed off.
-
On another note,
today's news media still doesn't fact check..
Its not Veterans Day,
Its Memorial Day,
time to remember those that have died so we can live free.
You guys might be interested in this wonderful story of 'Bing' the parachuting dog. He went into France with the Paras and survived the war having received the canine equivalent of the VC. The book telling the story is being sold to support the Afghanistan Trust for returning wounded soldiers.
A fabulous tale about the best of our friends.
http://www.theparachutingdog.co.uk/
Poor dogs!!
My Grandmother's bro died at the Battle of the Somme. He was however on the other side. (Brits.) God bless their souls!
Fearless Leader wrote:
"I believe they are Dobermans."
They "were" Dobermans after the Canadians arrived.
Cats of war.
http://www.care2.com/greenliving/5-famous-cats-of-war.html
On many American blogs, in the spirit of the occasion, I'm seeing the General Patton quote that was first used when the war was not going well for the Allies.
"It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived"
In 2012 I believe we can both mourn and thank God that such men lived.
There have been quite a few parachuting dogs:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A4zY1Bwdhic
Can't forget about "Rags"...
http://www.dnbhistory.com/id1.html
Rags: Dog Hero of World War 1
On July 14th of 1918 a picked battalion of the American 1st Infantry Division took part in the Bastile Day ceremonies in Paris. One of the participants was Private James Donovan, a Signal Corps specialist, who had somewhat over-stayed his time in Paris. That evening he found himself lost in a cul-de-sac in the dark streets of Montmarte. In the darkness he suddenly stumbled over what at first appeared to be a pile of rags. When the pile of rags emitted a whimper and then a bark Donovan realized it was a small dog. As Donovan bent to examine his newly found, shaggy haired friend three rather unfriendly American military policemen arrived upon the scene. They immediately ascertained that Donovan did not have a pass and was officially A.W.O.L.. The quick thinking U. S. Army private used the existence of his new friend to create an excuse for his missing pass. He convinced the M.P.'s that the little terrier dog was the missing mascot of the 1st Division and that Donovan was part of a search party. He also very ingeniously came up with a name for the dog, Rags. The ruse worked and Rags and his new owner were escorted back to Donovan's unit. In this way a French dog of the streets of Paris became the mascot of one of America's most honored fighting divisions. In the next few months Rags would more than earn his right to be the division mascot.
Cheers
Hans Rupprecht, Commander in Chief
1st Saint Nicolaas Army
Army Group “True North”
A salute to Sergeant Stubby http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/sergeant_stubby
Great photos! Our two dogs would be a fine combat team. A long haired chihauhua and a boxer. The boxer could do a great job of digging foxholes judging from the what she can accomplish if left unattended in the back yard while the little one's high pitched yips could damage enemy hearing for miles around.
Nothing says Total war quite like Dogs and horses in Gas Masks. I doubt you would ever get a gas mask on a cat!
Hep-T:
Years ago I was working on a bulldozer (D-8 Cat) digging a ditch near a garbage dump. I saw a cat wobbling along with an empty jar of Cheez-Whiz stuck over his head. Poor thing was really confused. I had a ballpeen hammer in the tool box, I smashed the jar (carefully) without hurting the cat. Never in my life have I seen the such a look of "content" on the face of an animal as I did that day. I can imagine what the rush of fresh air must have felt like!
Are you celebrating Wehrmacht dogs?
They look like they have socks on their heads. :)
Like Censored said, those sure look like Kraut uniforms and 98 Mausers.
(On the other hand, at least they're not Nazis, since it's WW1, judging by the uniforms and the gas masks.
Also, hey. Dogs aren't political, and war's war.)
Vere's der schnauzer mit der schmeisser?
Is that the United Nations Tourism Department. I don't see Mugabe. Oh wait he is taking the picture.