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SOG Seal Pup - A Soldier's Pet - Never Touch Another Man's Seal Pup
I was in the desert in 1993 around the area of Southern Iraq and Northern Kuwait. I was with an Army combat unit and we were standing up and
prepping for Saddam Hussein to come rolling over the top of us in Russian tanks. In that time period, gear was hard to come by. We never had what we needed to do our jobs so a lot of us bought or “acquired” our own. A friend of mine, who I’ll call Ace, had this knife that was the envy of the squad. He kept a SOG Seal Pup strapped to his leg in true commando style. Man that thing looked nice and downright evil.
Ace had that knife out all the time. He’d have that SOG Seal Pup in play for opening MREs or trimming strings off of the BDUs. Yep, we were still in BDUs. This is the green version of uniforms. Ace, me and his SOG Seal Pup couldn’t convince the command to get us some desert camo,
also known as DCUs. Anyway, Ace would use that SOG Seal Pup to pry open ammo cans or anything else. I was always watching and waiting for the tip to snap off of that knife.
Ace’s SOG Seal Pup had the 4.75 inch tiger stripe blade which looked really good for a combat soldier. The blade steel of the SOG Seal Pup is 440A, which worked out great for a desert climate. Ace never had to worry about the rust and the blade wasn’t brutally hard to sharpen. The edge on the SOG Seal Pup stayed razor sharp. Overall, the length of the Seal Pup is nine inches, which is perfect for close quarters combat.
President Bill Clinton graced us with an appearance right before Christmas. They moved a whole herd of us back into the garrison area to go see him. Ace and I both volunteered to see our President. The funny thing about the Army, you may volunteer for something like this and swear you don’t recall raising your hand. We expressed out discontent to the rank about his, to no avail. We arrived at the massive tent to be held as the area was set up for the Commander in chief. A few of us sat around playing spades, of course Ace was there, SOG Seal Pup in hand.
One of the Secret Service guys on Clinton’s detail entered the tent dressed in a designer G.I. Joe costume with one of those khaki vests full of pockets. I remember looking that guy over thinking how bad I wanted his job at the time. Just to be back in civilian duds and flying all over the world. Ace eyed him as well. I remember seeing that fella’s brows raise a bit as he observed Ace with his
tight grip on that SOG Seal Pup. I don’t know if that guy wanted Ace’s SOG Seal Pup or didn’t want Ace getting to close to the President with that Seal Pup in hand.
The Secret Service fella gave us some kind of briefing. Everybody always had a briefing to give. They had us all line up and begin removing ammunition, grenades and all weapons from our person. They even took the bolts from our rifles. We tagged everything and stuck it in several bins for storage until the President departed. Ace was a bit concerned about his SOG Seal Pup. He complained to the chain of command about having to give up the Seal Pup. Of course that didn’t go over well. All he got was screamed at by a stressed out lieutenant who’s goal was to impress his superiors. Ace tagged and dropped his SOG Seal Pup into the bin and we departed the tent.
There were a thousand or so soldiers there to hear Clinton speak. They had to be hushed and yelled at by the officers several times as we displayed our discontent the fact that we had to be there and not getting some R&R like we desperately needed. All Ace was worried about was that SOG Seal Pup. The speech droned on and finally ended. I think the soldiers were the most excited about seeing Connie Chung than anybody.
After the President left, we were escorted back to our gear. Ace continued to make threats about what he would do if his SOG Seal Pup was gone. We arrived at he tent and retrieved our equipment. To Ace’s horror, his SOG Seal Pup was gone. Moments later, a smirking Secret Service guy
stepped into the tent with a SOG Seal Pup strapped to his leg. Before the SS fella could open his mouth, Ace had him by the collar and onto the floor. That SS guy never had a chance to let Ace in on his “joke”. Ace had retrieved his SOG Seal Pup and was inspecting the blade before the SS guy even recovered from the ground.
The Secret Service fella told Ace how his commander would hear of this incident. Ace shrugged his shoulders feeling all warm inside with that SOG Seal Pup in his grip. The SS fella grew red as many of the soldiers laughed and carried on about his soiled G.I. Joe outfit. We all laughed and made our way towards the trucks to be shuttled back to the front line where we wanted to be. Ace, gave his nails a good trimming with, you guessed it, his SOG Seal Pup.
~ Cole
Moral of the story, never touch another man's SOG Seal Pup.
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