|Intelligence photograph depicts|
enemy infiltration. Source: CIA
Assigned to the mission was a canine asset code-name "Bluey." When I gathered the tools I would use for the mission (a shovel, gopher trap, and latex gloves to protect me from the biological viruses), Bluey became as excited as a marine on leave walking through a red light district. We studied the photographs and set our traps where we expected Mr. Gopher to strike. Day 1, Mr. Gopher approached target, found our trap and disarmed it. Day 2, Mr. Gopher found our reset trap and disarmed it. Day 3, Bluey went on reconnaissance to the trap area, took up position and waited as I went on a search and destroy mission in the area to clear out enemy combatants (namely Mr. Mildew, an ally of the Gopher-ban).
|"Bluey" waiting for "Mr.|
When you take a dog out to hunt gopher and you catch a squirrel, that's a pretty good day.
Once a dog has tasted gopher, he's just a guy out hunting for pussy.