After a fairly enjoyable day out at the park and some shopping (always doing my part as an american), we returned to a very busy neighborhood. Turning onto our block several north las vegas patrol cars were scattered about. Turning the corner with anticipation as to what excitement was transpiring on our street I saw a slew of cruisers up and down the street. Now somewhat concerned, I still did not expect to see our garage open with police wandering about our kitchen. Apparently, a chase took a brief detour into our backyard, short rest on our patio and eventually a hasty departure straight through our sliding glass door, which left quite large amounts of glass every where. The chase then ended, rather abruptly, judging buy the way my bike was laying in the middle of the street. What do I wonder after all of this? What the hell was my dog doing while this fuck head was kicking through my glass door. Also that assholes like this are the reason I have to ring a bell and wait five five minutes for someone to unlock the liquor at the grocery store down the street. Well can’t wait to find out how much this is gonna cost. This I believe is a las vegas resident initiation. Welcome Home.
What a wild chance encounter. No matter how high the odds of such things happening, it has to happen to someone. I’m just glad that your family was not home when it occurred.
Hi this is Max. The one with the travel log posting.
My people aren’t here right now, so I thought I would surf this sight, for interesting other blog posts.
I came upon yours, and I am so glad to hear that you were not home at the time this went down. Also glad your dog; I hope is still with his people.
I just thought it might help if I told you how it would have gone down if I had been there. After all I am a true and LOYAL Golden.
I am only a dog, so I can’t decide if this guy was on foot, or in rig. Any-who; if he was on foot I would Bark a little, then when he came in I would most definitely show him where my treats were kept. Then I would gladly show him/her were all the valuable stuff, my people have, and demanded a treat for being a good dog as he left.
On the other hand, if they were on or in a rig, I would have yelped and ran in the opposite direction, and hid as fast as I could!!!!
Now I don’t know if this helps in anyway, just thought you would like to know, anytime I can be of assistance, this BRAVE, true blue, is here for you.
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about 1 year ago beingzoe said ...
OH my god! At least you weren’t home and your family was safe!
So nothing was stolen or anything, just some destroyed stuff? We had to replace the sliding glass window here and it wasn’t cheap (ours broke just from being old and a temperature change according to the glass guy, but it had to be a ghost).
You have to share more. How long between the incident and when you arrived home? Did the police eat any of your food? Where was your dog?
What are the odds (typical Vegas question)? I’m just glad it didn’t happen when anyone was home.
But now that it happened, do the odds go up or down for everyone else you know having this happen to them?