A bomb dog I work alongside here in Afghanistan by the name of Tess. Gorgeous dog and one of the best cuddler’s I’ve ever met.
This isn’t even the whole story. They told him he couldn’t go because they had no way of getting him there. So he walked outside when they weren’t looking and took a fucking bus. The next time he was seen was on Sword Beach, ith all his medals pinned to his chest.
The fucking Wehrmacht couldn’t stop him from hitting that beach the first time, what the fuck did the care home staff think they could do?
Never out of the fight…
search terms “FOB Afghanistan”
Oh man the piss tubes… Good times making them…
haha they called it the “desert rose” in the search result
I thank Odin that I had no idea what piss tubes were until this post.
Shit, in Iraq ‘03 we used expended RPG launchers as piss tubes! Irony is a dish best served down a tube….