The shelter staff kept the kennel at the very end of the hallway partially covered with a thick metal gate. Not because the dog inside was constantly attacking, but because the tension around him made everyone uneasy. His name was Titan, a large Belgian Malinois who had once served as a military K9 overseas. Now he sat quietly in the corner of the concrete kennel, watching every movement around him with sharp, restless eyes.
“Don’t get too close,” one volunteer warned a visitor passing by. “He’s been returned three times already.”
The story followed Titan everywhere. After finishing his military service, he had been placed in a civilian adoption program. The first family lasted two weeks. The second lasted nine days. The third brought him back the very next morning after he lunged at a garbage truck that roared past their house.
