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					Originally Posted by MyDearSam
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				 Leaving a dog at WalMart or attacking a K9 are willful acts.  If this officer knowingly left his partner in a hot car, then I agree wholeheartedly that he should never be allowed to work with dogs again, and yes, charged with neglect, animal cruelty, and anything else they could throw at him.
 If it was an unknowing action, then I stand by my original statement.  I guess I was thinking of a local case that happened last summer.  Maybe I just need to keep my mouth shut and go back to lurking.  All I seem to do on this site is piss people off anyway.
 
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  You don't piss me off at all.  I actually encourage different points of view.  We learn by challenging our ruts of thoughts and behaviour.  
An unknowing action - well that is a problem.  How do you work 5 or more days a week and leave your doggie partner in car?  Unless as someone said there was an emergency that literally knocked out all thought in his head for his partner?  And knocked it out for hours and hours.  
You know I am not a K9 police officer, but I've spent literally hundreds of hours on the road, travelling to shows, competing, staying in motels, sometimes with a whole lack of sleep. 
I can't imagine getting home late one night and leaving my show dogs, in our van, while I stumble in to bed.   ONe's first thought is to get the dogs out of the car/van, pee/poo them, and then we all stumble into the house or the motel as the case might be.  
If anything I would have been found dead in the car with my dogs, if I had passed out from lack of sleep or something 
When you work with dogs (in I suspect what-ever capacity you do), it is so ingrained, in trained, that the dogs come first.  You see to their feeding, watering, exercising, before yourself.  
I remember driving about 10 or so hours one day on a long drive to Missouri, I of course got lost, and we finally found the motel at 10pm.  I was exhausted and so tired I could barely see straight.  What did I do?  Feed the dogs, walked them one at a time, and then finally went into our room, and fell asleep on the bed, after I made sure all their water bowls were full.   I had had no dinner either, because I was just too tired to deal with another drive through restaurant. 
The next morning red eyed, they all got fed, walked, watered, and on the way out, I went through a MacDonald's drive through to get my first cup of java!
And I am not perfect by any stretch of the imagination.  It was my fault, at another motel, my "iffy" girl was not controlled enough by me, and almost bit a motel worker on the way past our room, as I was going out to walk her!