your contact with...animals!

[uhhhh]

ok i want to hear about some animal stories. whether you got charged by a rabbid goat, had to put down an animal (:(), or get some old ladies cat out of a tree, or fido went missing or fido bit you. the memorable ones anyway. not like, oh yeah i responded to some ladies cat in a tree and i got it out.

and, how often do you get calls that are about animals? i spose you bigger city guys/gals usualy only see dogs.

[Lfpdlieu302]

we got a call one day from a lady who said that there was a dog in her backyard that looked like it might have rabies. she said that it just kinda wandered around and looked lost and would growl at people if they approached. anyway, we get there and sure enough heres this little dog who looks just awful! we finally decide that it might be dying and will put it out of its misery. i shoot it once and down it goes. but its still moving around, so one of the guys takes out his asp and chokes it out so to speak (sorry animal lovers). we find out later that one of the women who work at city hall (and happens to be the callers neighbor) cant find her little white dog. uh-oh we think, then she says that she's worried because the dog is very old and blind! ummmmmm....we never told her what happend. the other clerk said that it would just break her heart, she said they were planning on putting the dog down anyway. i know it was kinda mean, but at the time it was also kinda ironically funny!

[JD45]

Right after the dog mauling in San Francisco we got calls of pitbulls everywhere. It could be a Jack Russel Terrier and people would call it in as a pitbull.. :rolleyes:

So one day I get a call of a owner trapped inside his house by an aggressive pitbull at the front door. Yeah right I think to myself. Just another bs call. So I drive down the street and don't see anything in the street and mistakenly passed the house. I back up the street to the correct house and look up the stairs. There IS a pitbull up there. He sees the nice black and white car and comes down the stairs. As I try and open my door to get out, he runs up snarling and barking. Great. So I radio in that I've found the dog and he's found me. Now I'm the one temporarily stuck...

The dog is obviously unleashed and VERY aggressive. I draw my Baretta and advise dispatch and my supervisor that I'm going to put this dog down. The dog must have heard me and takes off. I can't see him but I know he's not on the side of my door. Reconsidering my weapon of choice, I holster my sidearm and take out my shotgun. The dog saw I was out of the car now and I assume saw lunch. Comes trotting toward me snarling and barking...again. I pumped a round in and lowered the shotgun. Finger comes off the trigger guard and I start to sqqqquuuueeeze. Within .000001 of a second I hear from behind me "Sweets! Bad Dog!". The dog stops dead in his tracks, lowers his head, tail and ears and sulks back inside the residence.

Needless to say I had a nice chat with the dog's owner about how close they were to finding a new family pet....

[uhhhh]

Right after the dog mauling in San Francisco we got calls of pitbulls everywhere. It could be a Jack Russel Terrier and people would call it in as a pitbull.. :rolleyes:

So one day I get a call of a owner trapped inside his house by an aggressive pitbull at the front door. Yeah right I think to myself. Just another bs call. So I drive down the street and don't see anything in the street and mistakenly passed the house. I back up the street to the correct house and look up the stairs. There IS a pitbull up there. He sees the nice black and white car and comes down the stairs. As I try and open my door to get out, he runs up snarling and barking. Great. So I radio in that I've found the dog and he's found me. Now I'm the one temporarily stuck...

The dog is obviously unleashed and VERY aggressive. I draw my Baretta and advise dispatch and my supervisor that I'm going to put this dog down. The dog must have heard me and takes off. I can't see him but I know he's not on the side of my door. Reconsidering my weapon of choice, I holster my sidearm and take out my shotgun. The dog saw I was out of the car now and I assume saw lunch. Comes trotting toward me snarling and barking...again. I pumped a round in and lowered the shotgun. Finger comes off the trigger guard and I start to sqqqquuuueeeze. Within .000001 of a second I hear from behind me "Sweets! Bad Dog!". The dog stops dead in his tracks, lowers his head, tail and ears and sulks back inside the residence.

Needless to say I had a nice chat with the dog's owner about how close they were to finding a new family pet....

now that it's after the fact i don't know if you find it funny but i laughed out loud on that one.

"Sweets! Bad dog!" ahahahha.

[Ghost 1]

Right after the dog mauling in San Francisco we got calls of pitbulls everywhere. It could be a Jack Russel Terrier and people would call it in as a pitbull..

So one day I get a call of a owner trapped inside his house by an aggressive pitbull at the front door. Yeah right I think to myself. Just another bs call. So I drive down the street and don't see anything in the street and mistakenly passed the house. I back up the street to the correct house and look up the stairs. There IS a pitbull up there. He sees the nice black and white car and comes down the stairs. As I try and open my door to get out, he runs up snarling and barking. Great. So I radio in that I've found the dog and he's found me. Now I'm the one temporarily stuck...

The dog is obviously unleashed and VERY aggressive. I draw my Baretta and advise dispatch and my supervisor that I'm going to put this dog down. The dog must have heard me and takes off. I can't see him but I know he's not on the side of my door. Reconsidering my weapon of choice, I holster my sidearm and take out my shotgun. The dog saw I was out of the car now and I assume saw lunch. Comes trotting toward me snarling and barking...again. I pumped a round in and lowered the shotgun. Finger comes off the trigger guard and I start to sqqqquuuueeeze. Within .000001 of a second I hear from behind me "Sweets! Bad Dog!". The dog stops dead in his tracks, lowers his head, tail and ears and sulks back inside the residence.

Needless to say I had a nice chat with the dog's owner about how close they were to finding a new family pet....

I have a similar story to share. About 2 years ago.we got a tip that someone we wanted for a shooting was holed up in a house. Well,the shift rolls up and surrounds the house and I'm on the 2-3 corner. I'm in a cover position with my trusty 870 and all of a sudden I hear,"ggggggggrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr." I turn around and there is a Great Dane behind me looking like I'm a Happy Meal. So,all my attention starts going towards this pissed off pooch and we start having a conversation. I start going,"Dog,you need to stay where you're at or you're going to die." And he responds by going,"GGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He starts walking slowly towards me and I try to reason with him. "Dog,don't you see this shotgun? Don't make me shoot you!" And then,his owner comes out the back door yelling,"Don't shoot my dog!" I told the owner to grab the dog or I was going to kill it. She grabbed the dog and took it inside the house.

All and all,I was between a rock and a hard place. A wanted felon in a house and a very large,pissed off pooch behind me. And nowhere for me to run. It all worked out in the end and the felon was apprehended without incident. The only casualty that night was to my underwear. :D

[P01IC3M4N]

one was when i spent a full 12 hours hunting down two dogs that were stolen from a backyard on the previous shift. when they were finally returned, they'd been sold twice already and were covered in fleas. some ghetto rats had them and were selling them off for crack money. i had to talk some major sh*t to get them back.

the other was when i found a dog. it was 22 degrees that day and it was getting dark. the area where he was is a place where we commonly find dumped stolen cars and had some rapes happen so it's not an area you want to be hanging around. this guy was tied to the tree way off in the woods and most likely would have died. i'm certain that was the owner's intent. after finding him, i called the ACO to come get him. i went to the PD while waiting and bought a bunch of stuff out of the machines to feed him. the ACO gave me a week to find him a home before he would be put to sleep. i managed to squeeze out an extra 24 hours on his execution and after a frantic search, i found this guy a home.

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[Babysmamadrama]

Got a call of a raccoon in a house one night. Guy hears noises in the kitchen, gets up, goes in to investigation with his trusty .38 and there sits the coon on the kitchen counter top. John Q. Citizen opens fire and kills everything in the kitchen but the raccoon, (winged it) and then makes the frantic call to the police.

I get there with my Sarge and the coon is just sitting in the dining room, scared and pissed off and bleeding, so we put an animal control restraint on him, and he goes beserk. Coons are mean.

Anyway, we push him outside and I put him down. I felt like punching the homeowner. I think he should either get some remedial range time or just leave the firearms alone. Moron.

The really sad thing was, we only go two calls for shots fired after I put him down. Gunfire just does not bother some folks.