#police k9 units

[ausetkmt]

Police K9 attacks bystander on sidewalk

[barkyboybeloved]

This is such a hyper specific ask but other therians, can you tag your police dogs? Most of the time they are just posted under "working dog" and I'll be honest, I Hate seeing cop dogs. They are used for almost nothing except violence and the history of when and why they started to be used is actually horrorifying.

Tag your police dogs, I have the tag blocked for a reason and I feel bad blocking people for something as Lil as this but idk I've seen an influx on cop dog posts.

They are incredibly triggering (to me and my general circle at least) to PoC and specifically Black folks. Police dogs have never been a cool or fun thing to our communities. /nm /srs

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Reblogs are definitely okay and appreciated

[darkwood-sleddog]

Idk some malinois owners are so obsessed with their dogs it almost seems like a cult. They go on about the hours they put in and the drive their dogs have and it feels like they’re seeking purpose for themselves rather than what’s actually beneficial for their dogs? If Mals are so high maintenance how could ordinary people own them?

If a malinois is owned by a regular person the cult-like folk will go on and on about how those people must not have intense dogs or that their (the cult-like people's) dogs are soooo much more crazy and work worthy than the people with them as active companions lol.

Really the way they talk about these dogs is no different than the people that worship corporate work grind. Like the type of language is the same and everything.

[eretzyisrael]

Today Django, the dog from the elite Yamam police unit who was killed today in action in Shchem while protecting the lives of Yamam officers, was buried in the Yamam dog cemetery. 

[tiercel]

Emotional about k9 units(derogatory) this morning

[kids-worldfun]

Benefits of GPS Collars for Police and Military Working Dogs

Police and military working dogs are the most important assets for operations involving the detection of bombs to search and rescue missions. A police and military working dog undergoes rigorous training for executing difficult tasks that call for utmost accuracy and loyalty. Just like their safety, these dogs need to be equipped properly for the high technology field operations. Among these…

[what-is-merlin-so-gay-for]

I JUST UNDERSTOOD WHY THE DOG POLICE UNIT IS CALLED K9???? KAY-NINE??? CANINE???? THEYRE CALLING DOG COPS „DOG“ LMAOOOOO

[vespertilionis]

Bruce: “Damian.”

Damian: “Yes, father?”

Bruce: “Gordon called. Give them back.”

Damian, obviously feigning innocence:“Give what back?”

Bruce: “The entire K9 unit that you stole from the police station two hours ago.”

[ausetkmt]

Police departments love to show off their dogs—at parades or on Twitter, visiting classrooms or posing with a Girl Scout troop. Some K-9s even have their own adorable Instagram accounts.

But police dogs are weapons. They bite and maim. They attack bystanders, police officers, and people suspected of petty crimes. And if you are unfortunate enough to get bitten by a police dog, good luck holding anyone accountable.

Dogs have served as instruments of violence in incidents dating back to the days of slavery, and as recently as the Black Lives Matter protests. In a year-long investigation, we talked to the people who train the dogs, the police officers who use them, and the victims who have been mauled by them. We watched dozens of videos of dog bites, from police body cameras and bystanders’ cell phones. We learned a lot about the dogs, which have names like Drogo, Missile, Vader, Storm and Rambo.

There are no national standards for police dog training, yet dogs are responsible for sending thousands of Americans to hospital emergency rooms every year. Few ever get justice. Illustrations by Ross Sneddon

[wausaupilot]

Marshfield business to hold fundraiser for K9 units

MARSHFIELD— Wheelers Family Auto Group will hold a brat fry in September in support of the Marshfield Police Department K9 Unit and the Wood County Sheriff Department K9 Unit. The event will take place from 10 a.m. to 2 p.m. Sept. 1 at the Wheelers dealership, 2701 S. Maple Ave., Marshfield. “We are thrilled to be hosting this event in collaboration with the Marshfield Police Department and the…

[corkinavoid]

DPxDC Good!GIW Thoughts

After I wrote the Multiverse Police prompt, I've gotten a few replies and reblogs saying they've never seen good!GIW before, and I realized, wow, me neither!

The GIW are always the bad guys, and, well, yeah, they fit the criteria for being the shadow branch of the government to commit atrocities. But there's potential in good GIW.

Imagine it.

Imagine Amity Park being off-limits not because GIW wants to keep it contained but because they treat it like a resort or a national park. People are not allowed to freely come there only because GIW wants JL out of it since the heroes are going to treat the whole thing as a threat. But there's an infinite amount of knowledge there! A portal to the new world! New culture! Things you could never learn before!

Imagine Amity being under government's protection. Imagine Jazz attending a university with her full tuition paid by the GIW since she is, well, a liminal, a minority, and she is getting a degree that will help her establish connections between them and Infinite Realms.

Imagine GIW funding Fentons' research not in order to eradicate ghosts but to have a safe way to talk to them while not getting caught up in a fight with an impossibly strong being.

Imagine GIW being hella annoying to Danny because they just won't stop with their interviews and questionnaires. Which, actually, has the full potential to become confusing because imagine Batman meeting Phantom and Phantom is like, "Oh, yeah, there's a hidden government branch that I avoid like plague because they want to catch me" and Bats are super worried. In the meantime, GIW is looking for Danny simply because he is the most friendly ghost they encountered and they want their answers about the cultural differences between the dead and the living.

Now, there's also a way for this to become the thickest plot armor ever. Imagine Jazz is on a mission to get some artifact from the mortal world. Then imagine GIW helping her while they still can't exactly show they are government agents because who in their right mind would believe the government is studying ghosts? Anyway, Jazz now has the potential to become James Bond kind of cool. Wonderful.

Imagine Danny having trouble with the JL/Bats/police, and then he just, "Wait, let me call someone, I have the right to one phone call, right?" And not 15 minutes later, a bunch of secret government agents in white show up, and Danny is free to go while the agents are saying whatever happened is now classified in the best Batman manner.

Oh, what about a world-ending event where a ghost is involved, and the JL is at a loss of what to do. And then the white vans show up, packed with unknown tech, agents in white with blasters, and a few weird meta-kids no one knows anything about. They even have a K9 unit because, come on, Cujo could be a perfect friend for them.

Just GIW being the secret protection squad for Amity and ghosts.

[fluentmoviequoter]

A Manly Guard Dog

Requested Here!

Pairing: Tim Bradford x fem!wife!reader

Summary: You've been asking your husband for a dachshund, but he tells you that you need a manly dog. When the K9 unit gets a new recruit, Tim reevaluates his view of dachshunds.

Warnings: teasing/banter, pure fluff

Word Count: 1.2k+ words

Masterlist | Tim Bradford Masterlist | Request Info/Fandom List

“Tim?” you whisper over your dimmed phone screen. “Are you asleep?”

“That depends,” your husband Tim answers. “Why?”

“Look at this.”

“I’m asleep.”

You roll your eyes at his poor attempt to avoid talking to you, even though it is the middle of the night and he has to be at the station in the morning. Despite feeling bad for waking him up, you know he’s awake and need to ask him something important.

“Tim, it hurts,” you add.

“What hurts?” he asks as he sits up quickly. After he pushes up onto his hands, Tim leans toward you and reaches over you to turn on the lamp on your nightstand.

“Look,” you repeat, extending your phone toward Tim so he can see the dog on the screen. “It hurts because I don’t have one of my own.”

“A dachshund? We’re back to this again?” Tim asks incredulously.

“Tim, I want a dog.” Your words are emphasized by your pout, but Tim only grunts as he turns the light off and lies down again.

“If we ever get a dog - big if,” Tim murmurs, “it has to be a manly dog. One that can protect you when I’m not here.”

“We can train a dachshund to be a guard dog,” you argue. “They’re vigilant, loyal, vocal, and easy to train. Tim, it would be perfect and so cute!”

Tim tosses an arm over your waist and kisses your temple before he responds, “Go to sleep.”

As you move closer to him to do just that, he whispers, “I love you, but we’re not getting a wiener dog.”

“Tim, Tim, Tim!” Lucy calls as Tim exits the locker room the following morning. “Oh, you’re not going to believe this.”

“Then don’t tell me,” Tim deadpans.

“So, there’s a new K9, right?” Lucy begins as they walk toward the bullpen.

“And you’re telling me.”

“The trainer brought Officer Fuzz over. Cutest name ever, I know. But when we heard that they were working with a new breed we thought it would be a husky or something. It’s not. It’s so much better. Guess what it is, Tim!”

Tim stops in the middle of the bullpen. A crowd of officers surrounds the K9 trainer, and between two cops, Tim can barely make out the shape of…

“A dachshund?” Tim asks loudly.

“Yes!” Lucy cheers. “Isn’t it awesome?!”

“I can’t believe this.”

“C’mon,” Lucy urges, pulling Tim along by his arm. “Meet Officer Fuzz.”

Tim squats to pet the friendly dog and shakes his head at the tiny K9 vest he’s wearing.

“Nice to meet you, Fuzz,” Tim mumbles. “My wife’s never going to let me hear the end of this, pal.”

“Bradford,” Wade calls from the other side of the circle. “How would you like to take them out for a ride along?”

Tim stands as the trainer adds, “I’d love to join one of the best officers in the field to test Officer Fuzz’s progress.”

“Sure,” Tim answers through gritted teeth. “But are dachshunds really worth anything in a job like this?”

The trainer and Officer Fuzz follow Tim toward his shop, and Tim can’t help but watch the small dog walk happily through the station on his first day.

“If they’re trained right, they certainly can. They’re bred to hunt badgers by tracking scents and entering their burrows. A lot of those skills translate to police dog responsibilities. Basically, because of their intimidating bark, alertness, devotion, braveness and stubbornness - courtesy of their hunting instincts - they’re perfect. Fuzz here can scare a suspect or locate bombs, drugs, you name it.”

“Scare suspects until they see him, you mean,” Tim points out.

“Well, Bradford. Let’s test your theory.”

“LAPD!” Tim yells. “On the ground!”

Behind him, Officer Fuzz barks.

“Is that a dog?” the suspect attempting to steal a sports car asks. “Your car doesn’t say K9.”

“Show me your hands and drop to your knees!” Tim repeats. “Or I can call my K9 partner over here.”

The man seems to weigh his options, then drops his tool and raises his hands over his head.

“Scared of dogs?” Tim asks.

“Police dogs are crazy dangerous, man. Scared is smart, that’s what my-“

“I don’t care who said it,” Tim interjects before he begins reciting the Miranda rights.

When Tim opens the back door of his car, Officer Fuzz growls lowly before barking once.

“Whoa! I’m not sitting by that thing!”

“See the barrier? That’s for your safety, not ours,” Tim says. “Now get in.”

At lunch, Tim pulls his phone from his pocket and begins to type. He hesitates, however, and looks away before he can finish the search.

“Chen!” he calls, waving for Lucy to join him. “Where can I adopt a dachshund?”

Lucy’s eyes widen in excitement before she asks, “You’re getting a dog?!”

“I’m getting my wife a dog.”

“Because of Officer Fuzz,” Lucy states (not asks).

“No,” Tim defends. “No, I just… Dachshunds are a good option for family pets and protection.”

“Which you know because of Officer-“

“Fine, yes,” Tim admits quickly. “Do you know where I can adopt one or not?”

“Maybe you should ask the K9 trainers,” Lucy suggests. “They’ll know where to get a good one.”

“Thanks, Lucy.”

“Sure thing.” Lucy stands to return to her partner, but not before she says, “And I’m glad you’re finally listening to your wife.”

“No, quiet,” Tim commands. “Good. Now, sit.”

“Tim?” you call from the front door.

“Uh, one second!” Tim calls.

He sounds frazzled, and you walk toward his voice before you stop. Tim is whispering to someone, but you can’t make out what he’s saying before the bedroom door opens.

“Hi,” you greet. “Are you okay?”

“You’re home early,” he replies, gripping the doorknob tightly.

You glance at the time on your phone and say, “No, I’m not.”

Tim’s brows furrow as he looks at his watch. He nods, then laughs and locks eyes with you.

“Am I interrupting something?” you ask.

“No, well, yes, but no.”

“That’s not an answer.”

Tim sighs and reaches toward you. You don’t hesitate to step forward and lay your hand on his. With his hand wrapped around yours, Tim leads you into the bedroom, and inside, a brown blur races toward you.

“Tim!” you exclaim as the long-haired dachshund puts its front paws on your leg and wags its tail happily. “A dachshund!”

“Canis lupus familiarias. The K9 trainer that helped me out told me all about them,” he explains.

“Is he…” You trail off, unprepared to hear a negative answer.

“He’s ours,” Tim answers happily. “He’s already been obedience trained and I’m going to work with him to create the smallest but mightiest guard dog you’ve ever seen.”

You pull the dog into your arms and hug him kindly before you lean against Tim’s chest.

“Thank you,” you whisper, looking into Tim’s eyes.

“Sorry I said no for so long.”

“What changed your mind?”

Tim doesn’t answer, and you turn your attention to your new pet, or guard dog as Tim introduced him to you.

“Was it Lucy? I bet it was Lucy,” you whisper to the dog.

“It was Officer Fuzz,” Tim grumbles, wrapping his arm around your shoulders.

“Officer who?”

“New K9 who I’m sure you’ll meet next time you visit the station.”

“I love you.”

Tim kisses your head before he asks, “Wait, me or the dog?”

[crazy-k9]

welcome to my blog!

hi! i'm ozzy, a canine therian and otherheart. my canine types are a german shepard, vancouver coastal sea wolf, and a coyote, and that's what this blog is all about! main alter human blog is @coyote-swims

about me:

i am a transmasc alterhuman based in the southern united states. i'm a minor, so don't be weird, and i've been in the alter human community since around the middle of 2022.

i go by masculine terms and he/him, but i'm also cool with it/its and they/them.

this is a (semi) secret side blog so i follow from a diff account that is not nonhuman related whatsoever, but i won't be saying what my main is unless we're close for privacy reasons

i am a polytherian but this blog is all about my canine types because those tend to be pretty strong.

i am simultaneously a service/SAR dog, a working dog/military dog, and a farm dog. i am not a police dog, my url just says k9 because it looks cool

all of my canine 'types are suntheriotypes!

i identify and refer to myself as a puppyboy/dogboy, because more often than not i feel i am part dog, sometimes its more prominent than others but normally i am at least part dog (this relates to my suntherian identity). i basically see myself as a kemonomimi. if i refer to myself as a puppyboy, dogboy, or anything of the like it is SFW. i am a minor and do not engage in kink.

i go by other names on my other blog but on here i prefer to be called Ozzy just because that's my dog name! or my name as a dog. that's me. my name. but only when i'm a dog. you get it? /silly

blinkies ^^ (most of the sources have been lost, sorry! the puppy dawg and bottom three were all made by me, though)

user box by @/druxic1canine!

NSFW blogs, terfs, bigots, and basic DNI criteria applies to my blog. have a wonderful rest of your day!

[mychlapci]

A hostile k9 Prowl would be utterly unapproachable at the rescue. In similar way to a non-hostile one seeing limited to no progress at the rescue, a hostile one would make negative progress. He’d actively get worse, actually. Hostile k9 Prowl thinks he’s getting trafficked. He didn’t just get stolen, these criminals are trying to retrain and *sell* him! And fear makes animals dangerous.

At the precinct he was docile with his handlers, desperate for praise and approval. The rescuers literally cannot think of a reason he’s responded so negatively to being removed from an environment where he was routinely beaten and hosed down and abused. Except he’s essentially gone from that to the same thing but Scarier because he’s *stolen* now. Prowl is reactive and mean and often wets himself from fear. His raw door wings are less painful but only because they have him sedated so frequently. Limp and drooling on the floor of a bigger kennel than he’s used to, because he’s too weak to crawl up onto a people-berth Prowl knows he’s not allowed on anyway.

And he absolutely fucking bites. If they don’t sedate him before handling him (and it’s getting harder, because Prowl can *tell* they’re doing something to his fuel) he will actively try to maul anyone who gets close. After months of seeing this and no progress at all, with three severe injuries, the rescue is at wits end. This is a person, but Prowl doesn’t seem to be one that can be helped. It happens some times. And there are limited options at their disposal. If they can’t help him, then it’ll either be incarceration, institutionalization, or (if even those can’t help), possibly even behavioral euthanasia. As in. Putting Prowl down like an actual animal.

Someone suggests a one-one-one care situation and although the rescue thinks it could be helpful, they hesitate. Prowl is dangerous. He’s injured multiple employees and put three of them *and himself* in the hospital trying to escape. There are taser burns on the surface of his plating and his paint is rubbed off on some areas from the strength of his restraints. Who can they trust to even be safe while handling him? Is this even really an option.

Enter Optimus. Prowl’s last hope before more extreme measures must be taken. To their surprise, he handles being shipped off to a home a lot better than the rescue. But then, Prowl thinks he’s been trafficked to a private citizen rather than held captive by some criminals stealing police equipment. He’s willing to give a wide-opticked civilian the benefit of the doubt, with regard to not recognizing that Prowl is a k9 unit. Not all city-states have them, so it’s possible his “new owner” just doesn’t realize. I do think that, if he’s still Orion Pax, he’d have more success helping Prowl realize he was a person over a much longer period of time. Prowl would be much less willing to maul a delicate civilian who thinks of him as a scared pet (not that Orion Pax would, but Prowl doesn’t know that). Some level of healing would ensue just… naturally, I suppose. Orion Pax isn’t going around tasering and restraining traumatized mechs. Prowl probably thinks he’s getting spoiled while he tries to find a way back to his precinct, but at least he’s safe and comfortable.

Now if it’s *Optimus Prime*, Prowl’s whole vibe changes. Suddenly he’s not entirely sure what’s going on. Because above even his own handlers Prowl is driven to *obey the Prime*. Optimus Prime would have immediate obedience, but see less progress trying to Fix Prowl. Because Prowl may have been stolen from his precinct, but there’s no way they’d demand his return from the *Prime* and Prowl understands that. So now he just has to figure out what Optimus wants from his new pet and do his best to deliver it. It wouldn’t do to disgrace his precinct’s training even inadvertently, after all! And while the rescue seems pleased that the Prime got him to stop biting and mauling people, Optimus seems to be the only person to realize that Prowl isn’t actually making much progress beyond that. It’ll be up to Prime to help Prowl heal, and that… may take a long damn time. And will probably never be fully finished.

Maybe… maybe adding some Praxians to his staff will help?

ough… Poor Prowl. We just keep making this angstier. One-on-one care helps mellow him out enough to stop mauling people, but it's still stagnating his recovery… Orion/Optimus hates it. He doesn't want to hate Prowl for not recovering, for being mistreated and abused to the point where gentleness feels wrong, but… it's so hard to watch this mech crawl around his floor like a dog, trying to please him, to obey. The rescue checks on him every now and then, happy that he seems to have calmed down a little, but Optimus knows that there has been no progress. He went through all that stress and pain only to be treated like a dog again..

hmmm. More praxians could help. If Prowl saw their raised doorwings, their bodies that are much like his… He might get curious.