Posted by: Blue
Last week, JT and I kicked loose a male we were spot-checking to respond to a baby abandoned and locked in a car.
When we pulled up and peered through the tinted window, we saw a child's plastic baby doll, sitting right where the child had dropped it, beside the car seat.
"What exactly did you see?" I asked.
"Some lady parked and got her stroller out of the trunk. Then she rummaged around in the backseat and left, pushing the stroller." Replied the concerned, furrowed-browed complainant. "Are you going to have to break the window?"
"I don't think that will be necessary today, fortunately." I replied, leaning my head to speak into my shoulder mic. "Delta two-oh-three, this is a doll that's been trapped in the car. Unconscious, not breathing. No ambulance required."
We got back into the cruiser. There was a message from the dispatcher asking if she should send a Fisher-Price ambulance just to be sure.
I told her if she could get the Little People fire dispatch to answer their phone, it wouldn't hurt.
Tuesday, May 27, 2014
Wednesday, May 14, 2014
Sardines
Posted by: Blue
Most of the intoxicated persons we deal with would rather go into the lock-up than the voluntary side of the shelter.
In the tank, they each have their own washrooms (a grate on the floor) and bed mat, as well as a private room with space to stretch out.
In the shelter, they are ass to elbow, staggered like sardines in a can. The smell is not far off from an old can of fish either.
Most of the intoxicated persons we deal with would rather go into the lock-up than the voluntary side of the shelter.
In the tank, they each have their own washrooms (a grate on the floor) and bed mat, as well as a private room with space to stretch out.
In the shelter, they are ass to elbow, staggered like sardines in a can. The smell is not far off from an old can of fish either.
Monday, May 12, 2014
Mother's Day
Posted by: Blue
Last night we arrested a woman whose two sons had turned her in on breaches.
She was being aggressive with them because she was drunk and they hadn't given her anything for Mother's Day.
She had an abstain clause on her Recognizance. We hooked her and took her direct to jail without stopping for fingerprints. She kicked, spat and cussed us out the whole way there.
Last night we arrested a woman whose two sons had turned her in on breaches.
She was being aggressive with them because she was drunk and they hadn't given her anything for Mother's Day.
She had an abstain clause on her Recognizance. We hooked her and took her direct to jail without stopping for fingerprints. She kicked, spat and cussed us out the whole way there.
Sunday, May 4, 2014
Poopy Pants
Posted by: Blue
The jail was six cars deep in a waiting line for lock-ups two nights ago.
We chatted to the crew beside us. They had a domestic arrest.
He came home with a soiled bottom after drinking too much. When she wouldn't change his pants for him, he beat her and their unborn child to a pulp in front of their four other children.
He was unapologetic and denied being there during the interview, despite the video evidence from the apartment block's security cameras which showed him entering the apartment and later coming out covered in blood.
He's the half brother of one of the most notorious families of assholes our city knows. The family presents a solid case for evolution. They may be the missing link. Apparently not fully human.
The jail was six cars deep in a waiting line for lock-ups two nights ago.
We chatted to the crew beside us. They had a domestic arrest.
He came home with a soiled bottom after drinking too much. When she wouldn't change his pants for him, he beat her and their unborn child to a pulp in front of their four other children.
He was unapologetic and denied being there during the interview, despite the video evidence from the apartment block's security cameras which showed him entering the apartment and later coming out covered in blood.
He's the half brother of one of the most notorious families of assholes our city knows. The family presents a solid case for evolution. They may be the missing link. Apparently not fully human.
Saturday, May 3, 2014
Rules
Posted by: Blue
JT and I have exchanged passwords for our computer access cards, contrary to nation-wide RCMP protocol.
It is safer and much more convenient to be able to look someone up on the computer while your partner watches the badguys, whether it's your card in the computer or his.
Don't tell the Feds.
JT and I have exchanged passwords for our computer access cards, contrary to nation-wide RCMP protocol.
It is safer and much more convenient to be able to look someone up on the computer while your partner watches the badguys, whether it's your card in the computer or his.
Don't tell the Feds.
Monday, April 14, 2014
When He's Gone
I haven't been sleeping well. There are a number of reason as to why this is going on, but one of the more unexpected ones is that I have been waking up thinking someone is on our property and breaking-in to our house. At first it's a dream but while I'm asleep I get so freaked out that I wake up thinking I'm hearing things. Sometimes they are outside, sometimes they are creeping up my stairs, but regardless of where they were in my dream and the sounds that I hear when I wake-up, my heart is racing and I'm freaked out. It takes me a long time to calm down afterwards.
When Blue is beside me it's much easier to feel safe and secure. When he's gone I feel exposed and vulnerable. I never used to feel that way.
According to the dream dictionary, one possible interpretation for my dreams is that some subconscious material is trying to make itself known. I don't know how much of that I believe. I think it's more likely that I'm now more aware of all of the crime that takes place under the cover of darkness. Maybe I'm reading too much of the news these days.
Just today I was startled awake in the early hours of the morning by my phone beeping beside my head. I groggily checked my text message, knowing it would only be from Blue. It told me that there was a break-in just a few houses down and to "keep an eye out". Well, it took me quite a long time to get to bed after that. I know Blue wanted to check-in and keep me safe, but after going to the window and scanning our yard, all I could think about was how un-safe I felt. I wanted him there, with me.
A few moments after I read the text I could hear the whir of the police chopper approaching our neighbourhood. Crime happens everywhere, in every community...but we live in a fairly sketchy one.
Maybe it's time for a dog.
When Blue is beside me it's much easier to feel safe and secure. When he's gone I feel exposed and vulnerable. I never used to feel that way.
According to the dream dictionary, one possible interpretation for my dreams is that some subconscious material is trying to make itself known. I don't know how much of that I believe. I think it's more likely that I'm now more aware of all of the crime that takes place under the cover of darkness. Maybe I'm reading too much of the news these days.
Just today I was startled awake in the early hours of the morning by my phone beeping beside my head. I groggily checked my text message, knowing it would only be from Blue. It told me that there was a break-in just a few houses down and to "keep an eye out". Well, it took me quite a long time to get to bed after that. I know Blue wanted to check-in and keep me safe, but after going to the window and scanning our yard, all I could think about was how un-safe I felt. I wanted him there, with me.
A few moments after I read the text I could hear the whir of the police chopper approaching our neighbourhood. Crime happens everywhere, in every community...but we live in a fairly sketchy one.
Maybe it's time for a dog.
Tuesday, April 8, 2014
Domestic Crap
Posted by: Blue
One of the other crews had a domestic assault arrest last week. The accused male pretended he was sleeping when they went into the bedroom to hook him.
He was naked.
When they cuffed him and started dragging him down the stairs against his will, he struggled, fought and then suddenly and violently shit himself.
The patrol sergeant who attended the call could smell the accused's rank stench from inside his SUV when he pulled-up to check on the crew and sign the Prisoner Log Sheet.
He went direct to Provincial Remand, still naked, covered in shit and crying.
Both of the officers were provided slips for new pants and boots.
One of the other crews had a domestic assault arrest last week. The accused male pretended he was sleeping when they went into the bedroom to hook him.
He was naked.
When they cuffed him and started dragging him down the stairs against his will, he struggled, fought and then suddenly and violently shit himself.
The patrol sergeant who attended the call could smell the accused's rank stench from inside his SUV when he pulled-up to check on the crew and sign the Prisoner Log Sheet.
He went direct to Provincial Remand, still naked, covered in shit and crying.
Both of the officers were provided slips for new pants and boots.
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