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By Claude Kimbrel, told by D. Dalton

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Copyright 2013 D. Dalton

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I could not believe that such fury could be coming from such a small critter. I was an intruder. This tent belonged to her master and she would defend this territory with all the authority her lungs could muster. But, a few hours later, a truce was called and she was the one to call it. Jungle noises of the night were just too much for a small dachshund. She bore herself proud but she preferred being close to a human – one human who did not mind a little dog nearby, especially since it was my first night in the Burmese jungle. She spent the dark hours on my cot at my feet. Little did I realize the role I was to play in this diminutive dog’s life.

My assignment was to the 88th Fighter Squadron of the 80th Fighter Group. The group was in northern Burma providing air and close ground support to the Indian and Chinese armies that were clashing with the Japanese. The Japanese were trying to take Burma and cut off all access to China. The 88th was at Shingbyang to fly Jugs, but that is a war story and this is a dog story.

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