Total Pageviews

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Urban Fiction: Living it Out - Day Seven.1

As a cop, I get tired of my brothers, the Firemen, getting all the glory. They ride around in their shiny red trucks and everybody applauds them; ladies throw flower in their path as they drive by. Well, maybe not that bad, but you get my point.

I’d just like to say we cops do some pretty terrific things too. This time of year is especially so. When the heat outside rises upward toward a hundred degrees Fahrenheit, the inside of your car –yes, even with the windows cracked – can be a virtual oven. Earlier this week, I got a call of an animal locked in a car. The poor thing was cooking in its own juices. After executing an emergency extraction, I had to run cool water over her just to get her body temp low enough for her to move and function on her own. Please, let’s not even bring up the topic of children being locked in cars.

So, the next time you see a patrol car go whizzing by you, just think…maybe it’s going to save the life of a distressed animal. Sure, maybe we don’t climb ladders to get stuck kittens out of trees, but we do our fair share too. Who knows, maybe, Nate can manage to save a few critters in one of his upcoming adventures. It would be par for the course after all. We cops are heroes too. (Smile) Just saying…


  1. I knew you had a soft spot for animals! And of course cops are heroes... The problem is cops get to see people at their worst. Or at least on their worst days (if they are the victims). You guys are sort of like unsung heroes. Superheroes in disguise. (Giggle...) Ray with a cape! Now that is an image...

  2. I thought about it more... A very frighting image... Ray in tights!

  3. Oh you're just waaay too funny.