Blackhawk's Kellee's thunder ("K.t.")
Ms. K.T.
Ms. K.T.
Ms. K.T.
Ex-Police Dog, Blackhawk's Kellee's Thunder at Earthaven proudly patrolling the perimeter of her home!
Ms. K.T.
Ms. K.T.
Ms. K.T.
Ms. K.T., with her diminutive size--only 47-53 pounds--and battle-scarred face, was surely no 'Beauty Queen'. She was, nevertheless, a hard-worker who assigned herself the task of Property Protection. No feral cat, coyote, rattlesnake, or anything else--got past her when she was on sentry duty! "Retired" early from a Police Department due to her proclivity for biting Decoys on the face and ankles--she was deemed a "liability". I considered her a Great Asset! She lived out the rest of her life at Earthaven in New Mexico.
Ms. K. T.--A Good Girl with a Bad Reputation. I listened to the horror stories about how K.T. had jumped from the ground into the cab of a 350 dually and bit a decoy on the face during a PD training refresher exercise, and how she had disabled another decoy by biting his ankle, and came to the conclusion that this was a very SMART Girl! When you are small, and charged with bringing down a big guy bundled up in a bite-proof Kevlar suit, it makes perfect sense to either knock him off his feet, by grabbing an ankle, or to go straight for the head and neck at full speed. Biting a suit or a sleeve, just wasn't going to do the job she was tasked to perform!
But, the PD trainer didn't see it that way, and dumped her in a kennel in Oklahoma. That's where I met her. In truth, she did not impress. Scarred, missing a chunk of her upper lip (see photo at right), dirty, infested, thin, mangy and angry--the kennel owner wouldn't go into her run to fetch her out. But, then I saw her pedigree and decided. (See Ms. K.T.'s pedigree on Earthaven's Aramis' page).
Ms. K.T. came with two female pups: Jette and Vivette. Jette received basic training from me, and then went on to be trained to search luggage for drugs and cash at Raleigh-Durham International Airport. Vivette ultimately found her home with a Rancher who was retired from the military.
Ms. K.T. produced two more litters (one with Mr. Remes--a fiery litter, and one with Mr. Asa, a calmer crowd) and then spent her retirement years with us. Though dignified, proud and aloof, she never offered to bite me, or any of the canines at Earthaven. In fact, once brought back to health, she proved to be a sweet-tempered girl--with her new family, that is.
