What is a Malligator?
The angry offender got out of his truck and charged at the military police officer. The officer ordered him to stop. The angry man ignored the officer’s command and charged at him.
Without hesitation the army military police officer opened the back door to his patrol vehicle with an automatic button clipped to his belt. His four legged partner, Uti, bounded from the truck and instantly started to growl, showing her long fangs.
I shivered as I stared at the intimidating four legged army military police officer.
“Stop and put your hands on your head or I will sic my dog on you,” the officer said.
Drool slung from Uti’s mouth as she danced around barking ferociously and waiting for the command to attack.
The angry man hesitated at the sight of the animal’s long fangs but didn’t back down. Neither did Uti.
The officer thought through his choices. There were no others. He instructed Uti to attack.
I swear she smiled as she heard the command. Before I could blink she had closed the gap with the offender and latched onto him with a bone crushing bite. The offender screamed out in pain as Uti growled ferociously. She wasn’t letting go. The offender was subdued quickly.
A chill went through my body and I thought, “Man, I’m glad that isn’t me in her jaws.”
Was this the same dog that just yesterday had cuddled up to me so sweetly, licking my fingers and nestling her face against my thigh?
Master Sergeant Jason Hathaway had told me then, “She’s got it all: intelligence, incredible drive, a nasty bite, and a great personality. She’s a Malligator!”
She looked part Belgian Malinois and part alligator, but what is this Malligator?
A prodigy dog, a momma, a drug-finding machine, a sweetie pie with the drive of two dogs and the bite of an alligator. That’s a Malligator.
For the past two years Uti was part of the Department of Defense’s Puppy Program. Only the best are chosen for this breeding program. She gave birth to two litters and then the powers that be decided it was her time to hit the field and contribute in other ways.
She’s squarely built, a little underweight at about 55 pounds, and has three ribs showing, more than she should. She has a black muzzle and her black ears stick straight up most of the time. She has a mahogany coat with some black tipping. She is a picture-perfect Belgian Malinois.
One of the sergeants warned me, “She’s the type of dog you want–lean,mean and quick. She may be smaller than the others, but those are the ones you should be afraid of.”
“Catching” is the term for being the target of a dog’s attack training. Out of the three dogs Specialist Nolan “caught” today, he was most wary of the Malligator.
“She’s going to put me on my ass, I just know it,” he told me as he smiled and donned the padded protective sleeve that is used to “catch” dogs during training.
The officer called for him to stop, but he ran even harder. He knew the Malligator was watching him. He knew he was running for his life!
The Malligator closed the 100 foot gap quicker than I’ve ever seen a dog run and launched her attack. She used the running soldier’s momentum to take him down as she clamped onto the protective sleeve. She fell down with the soldier, but her jaw was locked. The Malligator had found her prey!
Amped up from the training, tail wagging, Uti happily held the sleeve in her mouth as she strolled by me. I wanted to reach down and pet her like I had yesterday but kept my hands tightly by my side.
Now you know–respect the Malligator!
Does anyone want to mess with this pooch?
Has anyone been bitten by a Malligator?
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