I’ve oft mentioned before that there are some photos, human or animal, that for some inexplicable reason, move my heart more than others. From the elderly Japanese grandmother, bundled up against the freezing snow, carrying water bottles in her bicycle, to the Labrador Retriever who lay down by the casket of his master, a fallen Navy Seal. This photo falls into that same category.
These two German Shepherd dogs, Dox and Lyon, were members of the canine unit of the Minas Gerais Military Police (PMMG), in Contagem, Brazil. They were pursuing fugitives into a forest, and when found, began barking to alert their masters. One of the fugitives fired nine rounds, five into Dox and four into Lyon. Both dogs were killed, but they saved the lives of their masters and others. According to a Latin American news organization,
The courage shown by Dox and Lyon, who had been on the force for six and two years, respectively, inspired the organization, (PMMG) to create a Hall of Heroes. It’s expected to be built this year at the headquarters of the PMMG’s 1st Company for Special Missions, in Contagem. The hall will contain the ashes of dogs lost in service, as well as plaques and their photographs.
Being the owner of two female German Shepherds (and two Boston Terriers), whom I’ve written about in other posts, may be one reason why this story and photos moved me. I always knew Czarina was the household protector-in-chief, but one day in the vet’s office, I had that realization moment of just how special she was. An owner came in with a, quite literally, out-of-control, barking, jumping Giant Schnauzer. As the dog began moving toward us, Czarina put herself between me and the Schnauzer. From the sound of her bark to her lunge position (which I didn’t teach her), she let that dog know, “back off! You’ll have to get through me before you get my person.” And just as quickly as the eruption began, it ended with her quietly laying down by my feet. But through that experience, I understood first-hand the deep bond that grows within a dog’s heart to its master/mistress, and their devotion when they sense your time of need.
So as I sit here and blog amidst toys scattered throughout the floor, blankets askew over furniture to try and keep the dog hair in control, jacket and pants pocket repositories for plastic bags, and the endless refilling of water bowls, ya know, I wouldn’t have it any other way.
And for all my readers who have pups, if they’re near you, stop what you’re doing and give them a pet or a hug. For Dox and Lyon.