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(Mirror.co.uk)   "Hello, police. Yes, I have an emergency and urgently need your help. There is a baby squirrel stalking me, please come save me and arrest it. Why are you laughing? I'm serious"   ( mirror.co.uk) divider line
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2018-08-10 12:37:42 PM  
Was it a black squirrel? This is important.
 
2018-08-10 01:27:28 PM  
I'm not saying I agree.. but I understand.
 
2018-08-10 02:28:29 PM  
He's clearly nuts.
 
2018-08-10 02:43:29 PM  

farkingismybusiness: He's clearly nuts.

He's clearly nutsack.


FTFY.
 
2018-08-10 02:52:02 PM  
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2018-08-10 02:53:01 PM  
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2018-08-10 02:54:08 PM  
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2018-08-10 02:55:04 PM  
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Don't let them know you can hear them.
 
2018-08-10 03:08:19 PM  
Dawwwww.....

Article sez two other baby squirrels were brought in the same day. Guess mama squirrel met with an unfortunate event.
 
2018-08-10 03:08:22 PM  
Karl-Friedrich? I don't get it.

Cute squirrel though. Does England have lots of red squirrels? I've only seen gray and black. Maybe I'm color blind?
 
2018-08-10 03:10:20 PM  
I'll save you, sir

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2018-08-10 03:12:17 PM  
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2018-08-10 03:12:33 PM  
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2018-08-10 03:13:06 PM  
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2018-08-10 03:17:04 PM  

boyvoyeur: Karl-Friedrich? I don't get it.

Cute squirrel though. Does England have lots of red squirrels? I've only seen gray and black. Maybe I'm color blind?


European red squirrels are highly endangered. They don't compete well with North American grey squirrels, which are much more aggressive; and they're far more sensitive to habitat loss than either grey or black squirrels.

Which is why the cops bothered to rescue it.
 
2018-08-10 03:18:53 PM  
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2018-08-10 03:19:16 PM  

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One of your rescues?
 
2018-08-10 03:29:17 PM  

Rusty Shackleford: Was it a black squirrel? This is important.


No, and you know damned well it wasn't -- the police rescued it rather than shoot it.
 
2018-08-10 03:36:35 PM  
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2018-08-10 03:57:49 PM  
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I used to live in an apartment building and one day noticed that a squirrel was following me.  This happened almost daily.  I named him Stalky.  It seem like weird behavior for a squirrel.  Then I found out someone in the building was feeding him and he had taken to following people in hopes that he would get some food.

I don't feed rodents.

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2018-08-10 04:09:19 PM  

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Damn you
 
2018-08-10 04:13:01 PM  
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Yes, that's a squirrel in my pocket. I'm not happy to see you.
 
2018-08-10 04:18:09 PM  
Who gets the squirrel?  Me or the dog?
 
2018-08-10 04:32:35 PM  
They taste like chicken.
 
2018-08-10 04:59:23 PM  
The first week that I was a 911 operator I had someone call in because a squirrel was sitting on a fence staring at them.
 
2018-08-10 05:11:56 PM  
Drew you're a granddad again
 
2018-08-10 06:46:53 PM  
Neighborhood Hazard (Or: Why the Cops Won't Patrol Brice Street)


I never dreamed slowly cruising through a residential neighborhood could be so incredibly dangerous!
Studies have shown that motorcycling requires more decisions per second, and more sheer data processing than nearly any other common activity or sport. The reactions and accurate decision making abilities needed have been likened to the reactions of fighter pilots! The consequences of bad decisions or poor situational awareness are pretty much the same for both groups too.
Occasionally, as a rider I have caught myself starting to make bad or late decisions while riding. In flight training, my instructors called this being behind the power curve. It is a mark of experience that when this begins to happen, the rider recognizes the situation, and more importantly, does something about it. A short break, a meal, or even a gas stop can set things right again as it gives the brain a chance to catch up.
Good, accurate, and timely decisions are essential when riding a motorcycle at least if you want to remain among the living. In short, the brain needs to keep up with the machine.
I had been banging around the roads of east Texas and as I headed back into Dallas, found myself in very heavy, high-speed traffic on the freeways. Normally, this is not a problem, I commute in these conditions daily, but suddenly I was nearly run down by a cage that decided it needed my lane more than I did. This is not normally a big deal either, as it happens around here often, but usually I can accurately predict which drivers are not paying attention and avoid them before we are even close. This one I missed seeing until it was nearly too late, and as I took evasive action I nearly broadsided another car that I was not even aware was there!
Two bad decisions and insufficient situational awareness all within seconds. I was behind the power curve. Time to get off the freeway.
I hit the next exit, and as I was in an area I knew pretty well, headed through a few big residential neighborhoods as a new route home. As I turned onto the nearly empty streets I opened the visor on my full-face helmet to help get some air. I figured some slow riding through the quiet surface streets would give me time to relax, think, and regain that edge so frequently required when riding.
Little did I suspect
As I passed an oncoming car, a brown furry missile shot out from under it and tumbled to a stop immediately in front of me. It was a squirrel, and must have been trying to run across the road when it encountered the car. I really was not going very fast, but there was no time to brake or avoid it. it was that close.
I hate to run over animals and I really hate it on a motorcycle, but a squirrel should pose no danger to me. I barely had time to brace for the impact.
Animal lovers, never fear. Squirrels can take care of themselves!
Inches before impact, the squirrel flipped to his feet. He was standing on his hind legs and facing the oncoming Valkyrie with steadfast resolve in his little beady eyes. His mouth opened, and at the last possible second, he screamed and leapt! I am pretty sure the scream was squirrel for, Banzai! or maybe, Die you gravy-sucking, heathen scum! As the leap was spectacular and he flew over the windshield and impacted me squarely in the chest.
Instantly he set upon me. If I did not know better I would have sworn he brought twenty of his little buddies along for the attack. Snarling, hissing, and tearing at my clothes, he was a frenzy of activity. As I was dressed only in a light t-shirt, summer riding gloves, and jeans this was a bit of a cause for concern. This furry little tornado was doing some damage!
Picture a large man on a huge black and chrome cruiser, dressed in jeans, a t-shirt, and leather gloves puttering maybe 25mph down a quiet residential street and in the fight of his life with a squirrel. And losing.
I grabbed for him with my left hand and managed to snag his tail. With all my strength I flung the evil rodent off the left of the bike, almost running into the right curb as I recoiled from the throw.
That should have done it. The matter should have ended right there. It really should have. The squirrel could have sailed into one of the pristinely kept yards and gone on about his business, and I could have headed home. No one would have been the wiser.
But this was no ordinary squirrel. This was not even an ordinary pissed-off squirrel.
This was an evil attack squirrel of death!
Somehow he caught my gloved finger with one of his little hands, and with the force of the throw swung around and with a resounding thump and an amazing impact he landed square on my back and resumed his rather anti-social and extremely distracting activities. He also managed to take my left glove with him!
The situation was not improved. Not improved at all. His attacks were continuing, and now I could not reach him.
I was startled to say the least. The combination of the force of the throw, only having one hand (the throttle hand) on the handlebars, and my jerking back unfortunately put a healthy twist through my right hand and into the throttle. A healthy twist on the throttle of a Valkyrie can only have one result. Torque. This is what the Valkyrie is made for, and she is very, very good at it.
The engine roared as the front wheel left the pavement. The squirrel screamed in anger. The Valkyrie screamed in ecstasy. I screamed in, well, I just plain screamed.
Now picture a large man on a huge black and chrome cruiser, dressed in jeans, a slightly squirrel torn t-shirt, and only one leather glove roaring at maybe 70mph and rapidly accelerating down a quiet residential street on one wheel and with a demonic squirrel on his back. The man and the squirrel are both screaming bloody murder.
With the sudden acceleration I was forced to put my other hand back on the handlebars and try to get control of the bike. This was leaving the mutant squirrel to his own devices, but I really did not want to crash into somebody's tree, house, or parked car. Also, I had not yet figured out how to release the throttle my brain was just simply overloaded. I did manage to mash the back brake, but it had little affect against the massive power of the big cruiser.
About this time the squirrel decided that I was not paying sufficient attention to this very serious battle (maybe he is a Scottish attack squirrel of death), and he came around my neck and got IN my full-face helmet with me. As the faceplate closed partway and he began hissing in my face I am quite sure my screaming changed tone and intensity. It seemed to have little affect on the squirrel however.
The rpm's on The Dragon maxed out (I was not concerned about shifting at the moment) and her front end started to drop.
Now picture the large man on the huge black and chrome cruiser, dressed in jeans, a very ragged torn t-shirt, and wearing one leather glove, roaring at probably 80mph, still on one wheel, with a large puffy squirrel's tail sticking out his mostly closed full-face helmet. By now the screams are probably getting a little hoarse.
Finally I got the upper hand.I managed to grab his tail again, pulled him out of my helmet, and slung him to the left as hard as I could. This time it worked, sort-of. Spectacularly sort-of, so to speak.
Picture the scene. You are a cop. You and your partner have pulled off on a quiet residential street and parked with your windows down to do some paperwork.
Suddenly a large man on a huge black and chrome cruiser, dressed in jeans, a torn t-shirt flapping in the breeze, and wearing one leather glove, moving at probably 80mph on one wheel, and screaming bloody murder roars by and with all his strength throws a live squirrel grenade directly into your police car.
I heard screams. They weren't mine...
I managed to get the big motorcycle under directional control and dropped the front wheel to the ground. I then used maximum braking and skidded to a stop in a cloud of tire smoke at the stop sign at a busy cross street.
I would have returned to fess up (and to get my glove back). I really would have. Really. But for two things. First, the cops did not seem interested or the slightest bit concerned about me at the moment. One of them was on his back in the front yard of the house they had been parked in front of and was rapidly crabbing backwards away from the patrol car. The other was standing in the street and was training a riot shotgun on the police cruiser.
So the cops were not interested in me. They often insist to let the professionals handle it anyway. That was one thing. The other? Well, I swear I could see the squirrel, standing in the back window of the patrol car among shredded and flying pieces of foam and upholstery, and shaking his little fist at me. I think he was shooting me the finger.
That is one dangerous squirrel. And now he has a patrol car.
I took a deep breath, turned on my turn-signal, made an easy right turn, and sedately left the neighborhood.
As for my easy and slow drive home? Screw it. Faced with a choice of 80mph cars and inattentive drivers, or the evil, demonic, attack squirrel of death. I'll take my chances with the freeway. Every time.
And I'll buy myself a new pair of gloves.
 
2018-08-10 06:52:29 PM  

acad1228: Neighborhood Hazard (Or: Why the Cops Won't Patrol Brice Street)



I shoulda said "Not my story". I found it on the internet.
 
2018-08-10 06:55:04 PM  
And lets look how this is handled in the US

cops in America total out of control Attacks Baby Squirrel With Pepper Spray
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2018-08-10 07:19:22 PM  

boyvoyeur: Karl-Friedrich? I don't get it.

Cute squirrel though. Does England have lots of red squirrels? I've only seen gray and black. Maybe I'm color blind?


He was in Germany.
 
2018-08-10 07:21:17 PM  

Tchernobog: The first week that I was a 911 operator I had someone call in because a squirrel was sitting on a fence staring at them.


And?????
 
2018-08-10 07:32:34 PM  
To be fair we all know how crazy redheads can be! Right?
 
2018-08-10 08:34:42 PM  

punkwrestler: Tchernobog: The first week that I was a 911 operator I had someone call in because a squirrel was sitting on a fence staring at them.

And?????


Animal services went out, observed that there was indeed a squirrel on the fence that appeared healthy and left. The animal services officer did say the squirrel would follow along the fence with you if you walked near it, but deemed it normal squirrel behavior.

Holy shiat I deal with stupid stuff sometimes.
 
2018-08-10 09:12:55 PM  

Tchernobog: punkwrestler: Tchernobog: The first week that I was a 911 operator I had someone call in because a squirrel was sitting on a fence staring at them.

And?????

Animal services went out, observed that there was indeed a squirrel on the fence that appeared healthy and left. The animal services officer did say the squirrel would follow along the fence with you if you walked near it, but deemed it normal squirrel behavior.

Holy shiat I deal with stupid stuff sometimes.


If you're a 911 operator for more than 15 minutes, either you're a 911 operator for 16 minutes, or you quit.

It's pretty well established. You can take the nutjobs, or you can't.
 
2018-08-10 09:22:13 PM  

Gyrfalcon: Tchernobog: punkwrestler: Tchernobog: The first week that I was a 911 operator I had someone call in because a squirrel was sitting on a fence staring at them.

And?????

Animal services went out, observed that there was indeed a squirrel on the fence that appeared healthy and left. The animal services officer did say the squirrel would follow along the fence with you if you walked near it, but deemed it normal squirrel behavior.

Holy shiat I deal with stupid stuff sometimes.

If you're a 911 operator for more than 15 minutes, either you're a 911 operator for 16 minutes, or you quit.

It's pretty well established. You can take the nutjobs, or you can't.


I've been at it for a year now. I am constantly looking for a new job, but that's because the pay is awful. If it paid decently I'd be set. It can be a grind sometimes (I just finished my first of four 12 hour shifts because of on call) but it's also rewarding sometimes. I've helped deliver a couple babies on the side of the road (county gives you a little stork pin when you do) and I've helped save peoples lives with CPR and narcan instructions.
I also took a call earlier this week from a dad who walked in to pick up his kid from the mom and found a murder suicide so, yknow, there's that too.

Only silver lining is the outrageous benefits. Costs me $90 a month to insure my family, and it has an actual (funded by law) pension.
 
2018-08-10 09:29:02 PM  
Is there no such things as rabies in Germany? I'd be kinda worried if an animal that usually runs away from suddenly is running towards me.
 
2018-08-11 09:29:49 AM  

morg: Is there no such things as rabies in Germany? I'd be kinda worried if an animal that usually runs away from suddenly is running towards me.


Rabies are rare in squirrels, and rabies have been pretty much eliminated in Germany (except in bats).
 
2018-08-11 10:40:11 AM  

Klopfer: morg: Is there no such things as rabies in Germany? I'd be kinda worried if an animal that usually runs away from suddenly is running towards me.

Rabies are rare in squirrels, and rabies have been pretty much eliminated in Germany (except in bats).


Fine, you go ahead.
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