The Fugitive

AHS Report.....While out w/mom checkin' her greenhouse, Lexie an' I were brought up short by the sounds of lots of sirens comin' into our neighborhood an' then stoppin'.  Now, we hear sirens all the time 'cause we're close to a highway an' a busy road that intersects it, but we knew somethin' was up when they seemed to have stopped right at the corner, just a few houses down.  Lexie an' I made a beeline to our side fence, by the big field.  Then there was shoutin', we were at that side gate ready to jump into action.  Seems the police was after some guys (mom referred to them as "wanna be" gangsters).  It took four police cars to get 'em to stop.  Then one of 'em jumped outa the car an' startin' runnin' thru the field toward  our fence.  (I was hopin' he'd tried to jump in our yard...I really was).  Before he made it (he wasn't very fast...he probably coulda made it if he was about 50lbs lighter an' had his pants pulled up), one of them policemen tackled him.  Have to admit, Lexie an' I were disappointed he didn't make to our yard...we mighta gotten a medal or somethin'.  After he got escorted back to where the rest of his "friends" were...all 5 of em' were wearin' bracelets an' taken off to that greybar hotel, an' all the excitement was over.   But Lexie an' I were still walkin' tall as we escorted mom back to the house....like they say..."intent" is everythin'.  An' we sure intended on gettin' that fugitive from the law.  Another "job well done' in the AHS log, as far as I'm concerned.