So, Apparently Michael Vick Has a Belgian Malinois Now

But on the bright side, he's training the dog at the neighborhood PetSmart. Thoughts?

Kudos to the sports blog Crossing Broad, which is nailing scoop after scoop in the depressing Michael Vick-owning-a-dog mess. Back in October, it broke the story that Vick, the NFL star who served time for leading a dogfighting operation, had a dog. The site first noticed the same picture Vick tweeted with as well as without a box of Milk Bone dog biscuits, which forced Vick to later admit that he did in fact own a dog. He did not say what kind of dog, or even the word "dog." He said, in a statement probably written by his handlers, "pet."

This week, we finally get to see that pet, thanks to another scoop by Crossing Broad. The site says that a tipster sent in photos of Vick taking dog training classes at a PetSmart in New Jersey. According to the tipster, Vick, his family, and a bodyguard have been taking classes for their Belgian Malinois, named Angel.

"The tipster says that Vick frequents the store and signed up for a total of six training classes on Monday evenings, with this being the second week," writes Crossing Board.

This is the first we've heard about the type of dog Vick owns. He went with a big, strong dog, which is a bit surprising, though it shouldn't be.

Though we're sad to see Vick with any puppy, we're consoled to see that at least he is letting someone else handle the training. This doesn't appear to be a PR stunt. Crossing Broad says it left out the specific PetSmart store in New Jersey that Vick is going to, so he can continue to attend in peace.

Via Crossing Broad

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Apparently I was lost

Yesterday at the Kindred Spirits Dog Training yard I decided to cut a bouquet of roses before getting ready for the puppy class.

Eight rose bushes are planted to the side of our entrance gate and this year they are amazing, covered with colorful blossoms. The bushes are mature now and the entrance to the training yard is gorgeous when these are in bloom.

So as Bashir and Sisko were running and playing, I ambled down to the shed where the garden stuff is kept.

I got a pair of pruning shears, a bucket, and went to work on the roses. I dead-headed them, picked a dozen or so blooms with long stems, and watered the bushes.

Bashir was close at hand as I was doing all this but then he normally is. He’s always close by. As I finished and began walking back up to the office I didn’t see Sisko. I wasn’t worried, though, as he doesn’t tend to stick as close as Bashir. When I walked down he had been sniffing for rabbits so I figured he had flushed one or two.

However, apparently Sisko was worried. As I got close to the office, I saw him sitting in the office yard. He was sitting very prettily, back legs tucked under, front legs close together, his body all pulled in, compact, and very worried.

I called out to him, “What’s wrong, Sisko?” I thought maybe he got stung by a bee.

But hearing my voice and seeing me, he exploded into action, jumping up, legs going every which way, and he dashed towards me with every atom of his body displaying happiness. As he reached  me, wiggling and wiggling, I talked to him and tried to pet him. But he spun in circles in front of me with ears cupped, mouth open, and stub of a tail vibrating.

Apparently I had been lost but now I was found, and he was very happy about that!

Photos: Top: A bouquet of the Kindred Spirits’ roses. Bottom: Sisko in a calmer moment. Photos by Liz Palika.

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