Wednesday, June 18, 2008

There Goes the Neighborhood

So we had to move out to the country to witness our first drug bust. Very weird.

One evening a few weeks ago we heard sirens while we were eating dinner and so of course we dropped everything and ran out to the front porch to take a look.

Well, we don't hear sirens every day out here, what would you do?

We saw a pickup stop abruptly in the middle of the road, then the driver took off running behind a single wide mobile home. Seconds later a police car pulled up, then the officer and his K9 companion (I am really not well versed in cop-speak. What do you call them? K9 unit? Plain old dog? I'm floundering here.) went running full-speed ahead after him. It was difficult to see what happened next because it seemed that every police car and fire engine in the county was obscuring our view. The next thing we saw was the paramedics wheeling a gurney toward the back of the house. Dog and man must have met and I'm assuming it wasn't pretty.

I really don't know any details other than the man was busted for drugs and he was renting the trailer from the nice older gentleman living in the brick house next door.

And that's it for the juicy gossip and cheap thrills. We went back inside and finished our dinner. The end.

So now I'm left with this overwhelming urge to get background checks done on all the neighbors. Can such a thing be done and would it be considered bad form, being new to the neighborhood and all? ;0)



Becky said...

You made me laugh out loud. You got to watch a live COPS episode from your front porch. Who says country life isn't exciting?!

Anonymous said...

I told Zach and Noelle that if they did not start listening to mom that I would call Pat and have him come pick them up.... They both looked at me with glee in their much for scary cops.

Becky said...

Hahahahahaha!!!!! Yeah, I guess they don't know that side of him.

: )

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