So as I was saying, I had yet to see his other abilities put to the test in the field, so to speak. I mean, sure, we set him up one of those dog-show style assault courses, and he aced it. More than that, he set a world record time without even having to be shown what to do. Unlike this feller here...
But I was to find out that there are many strings to Ulf's bow. For example...
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| He's rescued people in all sorts of dire emergencies. Here he is pulling some poor unfortunates from an icy grave... | 
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| Fearlessly diving in first to pull Michael Phelps out of a mucky lake while we three look on in admiration. Old Phelpsy had been on the wacky baccy again. | 
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| Searching through the rubble in some foreign land fully equipped to deal with unexploded bombs and landmines etc. | 
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| Helpfully guiding a lost dolphin back to her family group. | 
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| Demonstrating the art of digging for avalanche victims in the Pyrenees... | 
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| and teaching new Search & Rescue recruits how to jump out of helicopters into the icy Alaskan waters beneath in order to save people. | 
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| He's a bomb disposal expert, too. Here he is showing one of those Army robots how it should be done. | 
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| On the weekends he trots off down to the airport to help sniff out contraband. He can tell the difference between Colombian marching powder and Lamb Jalfrezi at 100 paces. | 
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| Covering shifts for Kip the Mail Boy when he's on his hols... | 
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| Always takes his turns answering the phone... | 
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| and he's becoming a pretty decent cook. | 
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| The ladies love him. Good boy, Ulf! | 
Ciao!
 
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