Eme and Raina

So the last 3 weeks Eme has had to survive life with no trailing, i just couldn’t do it with one hand, not the way that beast pulls.

So today one of the Dog Corps. interns, Luke wanted to set up her trail. I wanted something short and sweet, but i didn’t want to know anything about it. He hung out on the porch of a house and took off about a half mile. An hour later we suited up.

Our ritual is set, she understands as she sits in the truck what is going to happen. She watches as i grab her trailing vest, her long line, and the baggy that contains “her persons” scent.  As i walk to my LKP (last known point) to place out her paraphernalia she whines ever so slightly so i do not forget her. Not like i can, i mean i would look pretty funny following an empty harness around in a circle! My nose certainly can’t do the things hers can but she doesn’t know that, she thinks the world of me for just being me!!!!

I got her dressed, presented her article gave her the german command to track and we were off like a whirlwind. No doubting her being correct in our direction of travel, her nose glued to the ground and her four legs moving faster then mine as i run behind her to keep consistent tension on the line.

Emes’s trail July 6th. Subject is blue eme is red

She took her turns perfect with no hesitation and never once airscented (little wind but his scent pool would still be present after an hour of sitting out there) her head finally came up once she reached his shoe!