Who does the public call for all that “weird emergency stuff?”
You know- the stuff the cops can’t handle?
According to a report from The Philadelphia Daily News, someone in Merion, Pennsylvania called the cops for a ten forty-five: orange chicken at large in my yard- cluckin’ and maybe even poopin’ all over the place.
Ten forty-fives are not covered with any real depth at the Academy. While the responding officer may not have been really experienced or prepared for this specific type of situation, it still needed mitigating.
I’d like to think that the officer, an unidentified eight-year veteran, finally decided he should ask himself one question- the same obvious question any good cop would normally ask himself in this situation:
“Hmmm. Do I know anyone that could shoot this chicken with a bow and arrow?”
Yes, he does know someone that could shoot this chicken with a bow and arrow. His firefighter buddy!
So, the firefighter buddy is summoned to the scene of the calamity, and not unexpectantly, shoots the chicken- with a bow and arrow.
Then, he eats the chicken.
Uh-oh… Turns out the firefighter’s meal was named Connie- a beloved pet from a nearby yard who had flown the coop a day earlier. If only Connie had been fitted with the invisible fence collar, she might be here today.
Although the pet owner doth complained vociferously, Police Lieutenant Christopher Polo said no crime was committed and a chicken isn’t protected under state game laws, and can be shot with a bow and arrow by a hungry firefighter called to the scene of a 10-45 by his buddy cop friend.
But he says the officer could have used better judgment.
I say there’s a lesson here for all of us:
Never shoot where you eat.