Brandon Fouche

The birth of The Fouche Way actually took place many years ago, when I was very young. In a dangerous dare of adolescent boys, I was pushed into the yard of a trained K9 police dog. Because I was an intruder, and the dog had been taught to bite and protect, I was mauled. So deep and strong was the dog’s bite, it’s tooth broke off and became lodged in the bone of my leg. Read More>>