
In a very sad morning, I will bid a final farewell to my eyes, my ears, my protector, my best friend, my partner, and my son. The words to express my gratitude for the immeasurable contributions my partner made—both to the community and to me—elude me.

CP109 K9 King was more than just a dog; he was a true hero. With unwavering courage, he faced danger head-on, often walking into the unknown while prioritizing my safety above his own. His commitment to duty and loyalty was nothing short of extraordinary, embodying the essence of a protector.
To those who knew him, King was always ready, always vigilant, carrying the weight of his responsibilities with grace. His impact was profound, touching the lives of many in our community and saving countless souls in his service. He forged a bond with us that transcended words, a connection that can only be understood by those who have experienced the love of a faithful companion.

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