Every once in awhile a story comes along that is so utterly unbelievable, you have to ask yourself how these folks lived long enough to earn a birth certificate.
Read this story, shake your head in dis-belief or cry or both, and then come back.
Where, oh where did they leave their brains. The dog is on the front porch of the house he lives in. His master’s house. He is either defending the house or he is scared and wants to be let in. And these brainiacs couldn’t call the animal control people in the county? I wondered what they were thinking, but they obviously were not using that part of their body.
I live with an 8.8 pound chihuahua-mix and this little guy was only five pounds and two grown men couldn’t back up a few feet and let the situation cool down.
Incredible. And with the police union as strong as it is, these two cops will probably get a commendation for being “wounded” in the line of duty.
They should be fired.
Kathy
Liberty Street 