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Had hitler not killed his dog and his dog was captured by the soviets what would happen to it
 
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Isn't this what the very minor POD thread is for?

-Dog captured by Soviet
-Gets shown to Stalin
-Bites Stalin
-Stalin dies
-Complete leadership change in USSR results in civil war for ??? reason
-West triumphs in Cold War 50 years early

100% plausible and definitely not nonsensical change
 
-Dog captured by Soviet
-Gets shown to Stalin
-Bites Stalin
-Stalin dies
-Complete leadership change in USSR results in civil war for ??? reason
-West triumphs in Cold War 50 years early

100% plausible and definitely not nonsensical change

Best timeline ever. I think you should make a full length timeline for this wonderful and plausible idea. I'd read it. So would my wife.
 
Best timeline ever. I think you should make a full length timeline for this wonderful and plausible idea. I'd read it. So would my wife.

Less bark than bite, the great crusade on Dogs, and how Laika became the premier of the USSR

"Bad dog"! shouted Major Ivan Ivanovich Ivanovsky as the German Shephard jumped at him growling. He cursed the fascist animal. What was it with these Germans and their hatred of the Russians? Even the dogs were trying to kill them. The dog was tied down though, and his chain rattled as the dog reached the end. He continued to strain for a few seconds then whined and went back to the corner of the ratling train car. With a sigh he pushed a plate of food towards the creature. They'd be in Moscow in a few hours, in time for the dog to be presented before the Council of Ministers before being going to the interrogators. Another sigh. Not capturing the fascist dictator Hitler was a great blow for SMERSH's reputation, and there had been those who questioned the wisdom of bringing the dog of his back to Moscow. Never the less he had managed to convince his superior that by bringing the dog in for "questioning", they'd be able to force it to confess to crimes against the people. If anybody could get the dog to break, it was Soviet intelligence; there was some old annecdote about the British not being able to discover the name of an Egyptian Mummy, but Soviet intelligence forcing it to confess several minutes after it arriving in their gentle hands.

Now if only they had somebody who spoke dog….

Several hours later, Moscow

Ivan was sweating heavily as he accompanied a dog handler down the warm carpeted hallways of the Kremlin. The dog handler was a burly fellow, and had the dog well in hand with a leash. They had decided to not drug the dog so that he would be of clear mind when presented before Stalin and the rest of the USSR's leaders. They would see if the fascist dog would talk first, and if he refused then they would bring him in for questioning. Despite his fear of the people in the room, he smiled slightly.

When the door opened, Stalin, and the various other ministers of the government were sitting at a table. Clearly some of them were more drunk than otherwise, not that he blamed them - the vodka had been flowing freely in the USSR since the final defeat of the Hitlerites. Still, most of them came to some form of alertness as Ivan was introduced. "Comrades, Major Ivan Ivanovich Ivanovsky and the fascist dog of the late Hitler, "Blondi"". Ivan quivered a bit but kept his head held up as they walked to the center of the room. Stalin was the next to speak. "Major, this dog was for many years that of Hitler"?
"Yes General Secretary, we recovered him from the quivering den of fascists when the brave troops of the USSR liberated it for Socialism! Death to the forces of fascism"!
Stalin turned to the dog. "And what do you have to say for yourself?". The dog didn't respond, although it fixated itself on Stalin's face. A few moments passed, and then the dog began to growl. Those assembled laughed. When it died down Stalin said "If you confess now you will not face as severe consequences". There was nothing said for several seconds while the dog continued to growl. Beria spoke up next. "Comrade, I do not think that he will be saying anything, perhaps my department can take care of it"? Stalin waved him asides "And let Comrade Ivanovsky of his prize? I think not! Never the less, take him away". The conversation began to start up again, and Ivanovsky turned and began to walk away. After a second, so did the handler. Blondi didn't move, but began to growl louder. The handler tugged on her leash, but she refused to move. In a sudden blur she jumped, barking and growling. Her jaws closed on Stalin's throat and a spray of blood gushed out. The rest of the committee began to scream and tried to pull her off him, but to no avail. By the time the guards finally reacted, Stalin was… dead.
 

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Had hitler not killed his dog and his dog was captured by the soviets what would happen to it

His name was Blondi, BTW (the dog, not Hitler- he was dark haired. Apart from his blue eyes, not much of an Aryan really).
 
Blondi becomes a key witness at the Nuremberg trials, obviously. He gives particularly damning testimony of how Goering always forgot to take him for walks whenever Hitler was away.
 

Yuelang

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Did Hitler picked Blondi as his successor instead of Donitz? :eek:

He will not be captured then

Blondi will signed Germany's declaration of surrender, and afterward, undergo some years prison terms... in Buckingham Palace...
 
Less bark than bite, the great crusade on Dogs, and how Laika became the premier of the USSR

"Bad dog"! shouted Major Ivan Ivanovich Ivanovsky as the German Shephard jumped at him growling. He cursed the fascist animal. What was it with these Germans and their hatred of the Russians? Even the dogs were trying to kill them. The dog was tied down though, and his chain rattled as the dog reached the end. He continued to strain for a few seconds then whined and went back to the corner of the ratling train car. With a sigh he pushed a plate of food towards the creature. They'd be in Moscow in a few hours, in time for the dog to be presented before the Council of Ministers before being going to the interrogators. Another sigh. Not capturing the fascist dictator Hitler was a great blow for SMERSH's reputation, and there had been those who questioned the wisdom of bringing the dog of his back to Moscow. Never the less he had managed to convince his superior that by bringing the dog in for "questioning", they'd be able to force it to confess to crimes against the people. If anybody could get the dog to break, it was Soviet intelligence; there was some old annecdote about the British not being able to discover the name of an Egyptian Mummy, but Soviet intelligence forcing it to confess several minutes after it arriving in their gentle hands.

Now if only they had somebody who spoke dog….

Several hours later, Moscow

Ivan was sweating heavily as he accompanied a dog handler down the warm carpeted hallways of the Kremlin. The dog handler was a burly fellow, and had the dog well in hand with a leash. They had decided to not drug the dog so that he would be of clear mind when presented before Stalin and the rest of the USSR's leaders. They would see if the fascist dog would talk first, and if he refused then they would bring him in for questioning. Despite his fear of the people in the room, he smiled slightly.

When the door opened, Stalin, and the various other ministers of the government were sitting at a table. Clearly some of them were more drunk than otherwise, not that he blamed them - the vodka had been flowing freely in the USSR since the final defeat of the Hitlerites. Still, most of them came to some form of alertness as Ivan was introduced. "Comrades, Major Ivan Ivanovich Ivanovsky and the fascist dog of the late Hitler, "Blondi"". Ivan quivered a bit but kept his head held up as they walked to the center of the room. Stalin was the next to speak. "Major, this dog was for many years that of Hitler"?
"Yes General Secretary, we recovered him from the quivering den of fascists when the brave troops of the USSR liberated it for Socialism! Death to the forces of fascism"!
Stalin turned to the dog. "And what do you have to say for yourself?". The dog didn't respond, although it fixated itself on Stalin's face. A few moments passed, and then the dog began to growl. Those assembled laughed. When it died down Stalin said "If you confess now you will not face as severe consequences". There was nothing said for several seconds while the dog continued to growl. Beria spoke up next. "Comrade, I do not think that he will be saying anything, perhaps my department can take care of it"? Stalin waved him asides "And let Comrade Ivanovsky of his prize? I think not! Never the less, take him away". The conversation began to start up again, and Ivanovsky turned and began to walk away. After a second, so did the handler. Blondi didn't move, but began to growl louder. The handler tugged on her leash, but she refused to move. In a sudden blur she jumped, barking and growling. Her jaws closed on Stalin's throat and a spray of blood gushed out. The rest of the committee began to scream and tried to pull her off him, but to no avail. By the time the guards finally reacted, Stalin was… dead.

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Less bark than bite, the great crusade on Dogs, and how Laika became the premier of the USSR

"Bad dog"! shouted Major Ivan Ivanovich Ivanovsky as the German Shephard jumped at him growling. He cursed the fascist animal. What was it with these Germans and their hatred of the Russians? Even the dogs were trying to kill them. The dog was tied down though, and his chain rattled as the dog reached the end. He continued to strain for a few seconds then whined and went back to the corner of the ratling train car. With a sigh he pushed a plate of food towards the creature. They'd be in Moscow in a few hours, in time for the dog to be presented before the Council of Ministers before being going to the interrogators. Another sigh. Not capturing the fascist dictator Hitler was a great blow for SMERSH's reputation, and there had been those who questioned the wisdom of bringing the dog of his back to Moscow. Never the less he had managed to convince his superior that by bringing the dog in for "questioning", they'd be able to force it to confess to crimes against the people. If anybody could get the dog to break, it was Soviet intelligence; there was some old annecdote about the British not being able to discover the name of an Egyptian Mummy, but Soviet intelligence forcing it to confess several minutes after it arriving in their gentle hands.

Now if only they had somebody who spoke dog….

Several hours later, Moscow

Ivan was sweating heavily as he accompanied a dog handler down the warm carpeted hallways of the Kremlin. The dog handler was a burly fellow, and had the dog well in hand with a leash. They had decided to not drug the dog so that he would be of clear mind when presented before Stalin and the rest of the USSR's leaders. They would see if the fascist dog would talk first, and if he refused then they would bring him in for questioning. Despite his fear of the people in the room, he smiled slightly.

When the door opened, Stalin, and the various other ministers of the government were sitting at a table. Clearly some of them were more drunk than otherwise, not that he blamed them - the vodka had been flowing freely in the USSR since the final defeat of the Hitlerites. Still, most of them came to some form of alertness as Ivan was introduced. "Comrades, Major Ivan Ivanovich Ivanovsky and the fascist dog of the late Hitler, "Blondi"". Ivan quivered a bit but kept his head held up as they walked to the center of the room. Stalin was the next to speak. "Major, this dog was for many years that of Hitler"?
"Yes General Secretary, we recovered him from the quivering den of fascists when the brave troops of the USSR liberated it for Socialism! Death to the forces of fascism"!
Stalin turned to the dog. "And what do you have to say for yourself?". The dog didn't respond, although it fixated itself on Stalin's face. A few moments passed, and then the dog began to growl. Those assembled laughed. When it died down Stalin said "If you confess now you will not face as severe consequences". There was nothing said for several seconds while the dog continued to growl. Beria spoke up next. "Comrade, I do not think that he will be saying anything, perhaps my department can take care of it"? Stalin waved him asides "And let Comrade Ivanovsky of his prize? I think not! Never the less, take him away". The conversation began to start up again, and Ivanovsky turned and began to walk away. After a second, so did the handler. Blondi didn't move, but began to growl louder. The handler tugged on her leash, but she refused to move. In a sudden blur she jumped, barking and growling. Her jaws closed on Stalin's throat and a spray of blood gushed out. The rest of the committee began to scream and tried to pull her off him, but to no avail. By the time the guards finally reacted, Stalin was… dead.

The 3th reich strike again
 
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