Leslie(nova scotia)
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From the land of the Bluenose.....got a tip from a"reliable informant" that the Eastern Shore had hardly any snow during the recent blizzard that buried us. Acting on this insider information I thought the right approach would be to go in deep cover so I donned my Afro Furbie<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7cf32b3127cceb0dedec097a700000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center>, camo jacket and Kermit the Frog gum boots. Just hope that the mating season for our four legged friends was done!
Just got started and a call came over the radio of an assault in progress involving weapons so I responded and quelled the situation. Turns out that a bouy had a bad case of heartburn and the other feller was just trying to put out the flame (school wall mural #1)<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7cc27b3127cceb27078be10dc00000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center>
Of course on the way ther Otto flexed his horse power and ended up behind bars!<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7cc27b3127cceb270789191c300000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center> Bailed him out pronto and continued to where the fugitive coins had gone to ground. And a cold ground I might add me son. This one didn't get away as I rooted him out of his hideout.<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7cc27b3127cceb27078b991eb00000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center>
I grabbed the tools of the trade from the trunk anxious to try out my new weapon from Canadian Tire...a hammer. It was a tough looking neighbourhood and back up was miles away.<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7cc27b3127cceb270788b91d900000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center>
Didn't take long to cut through the frost and nab a few coppers.....darn..........another call. Apparently a man was making obscene gestures towards a mermaid (school wall mural #2). I responded quicker then a dog in heat chasing a parked car.<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7cc27b3127cceb270789410f600000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center> Had backup on this one, Croc who was just too darn eager to help "Take a bite out of crime." Call dealt with I headed to another hang out of the fleeing felons passing a few of the "Usual Suspects" (school wall mural #3)on the way.<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7cc27b3127cceb270789e10fc00000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center> A tingle ran up my spine...something just wasn't right about that bunny.
So far my cover was keeping me warm and unobserved. Again the hair on the back of my neck stood up as I picked my starting point looking for those dirty coppers.<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7cc27b3127cceb27078bc10de00000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center>
I searched and searched but no coppers were bagged. Did collar the missing link...I'd know that 925 tattoo anywhere. Silver tongued devil wouldn't give up his gang and was as tight lipped as a clam at low tide.<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7cc27b3127cceb270788a10e800000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center>
Managed to round up a few and they were a sorry lot.<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7cc27b3127cceb27078bf91ed00000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center> that is till Mr. Clean met them in Rocktubler Pen and they were cleaned up,lined up, identified and incarcerated with the rest of their kind.<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7cc27b3127cceb27078a991fb00000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center>
Collars for the day numbered one silver clasp and 83 felons @$1.92. "Dwag the Bounty Hunter" eat yourheart out!
Just got started and a call came over the radio of an assault in progress involving weapons so I responded and quelled the situation. Turns out that a bouy had a bad case of heartburn and the other feller was just trying to put out the flame (school wall mural #1)<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7cc27b3127cceb27078be10dc00000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center>
Of course on the way ther Otto flexed his horse power and ended up behind bars!<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7cc27b3127cceb270789191c300000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center> Bailed him out pronto and continued to where the fugitive coins had gone to ground. And a cold ground I might add me son. This one didn't get away as I rooted him out of his hideout.<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7cc27b3127cceb27078b991eb00000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center>
I grabbed the tools of the trade from the trunk anxious to try out my new weapon from Canadian Tire...a hammer. It was a tough looking neighbourhood and back up was miles away.<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7cc27b3127cceb270788b91d900000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center>
Didn't take long to cut through the frost and nab a few coppers.....darn..........another call. Apparently a man was making obscene gestures towards a mermaid (school wall mural #2). I responded quicker then a dog in heat chasing a parked car.<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7cc27b3127cceb270789410f600000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center> Had backup on this one, Croc who was just too darn eager to help "Take a bite out of crime." Call dealt with I headed to another hang out of the fleeing felons passing a few of the "Usual Suspects" (school wall mural #3)on the way.<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7cc27b3127cceb270789e10fc00000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center> A tingle ran up my spine...something just wasn't right about that bunny.
So far my cover was keeping me warm and unobserved. Again the hair on the back of my neck stood up as I picked my starting point looking for those dirty coppers.<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7cc27b3127cceb27078bc10de00000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center>
I searched and searched but no coppers were bagged. Did collar the missing link...I'd know that 925 tattoo anywhere. Silver tongued devil wouldn't give up his gang and was as tight lipped as a clam at low tide.<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7cc27b3127cceb270788a10e800000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center>
Managed to round up a few and they were a sorry lot.<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7cc27b3127cceb27078bf91ed00000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center> that is till Mr. Clean met them in Rocktubler Pen and they were cleaned up,lined up, identified and incarcerated with the rest of their kind.<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7cc27b3127cceb27078a991fb00000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center>
Collars for the day numbered one silver clasp and 83 felons @$1.92. "Dwag the Bounty Hunter" eat yourheart out!