A Vicious Turkey at Gooney Golf
Generally speaking, whenever a police officer or fire fighter starts a story with "no shit, this really happened," it probably didn't happen, but in this case, no shit, this really happened.
A group of us retired police were sitting around exchanging stories when one of them brought up the call my fiance had a couple of years ago. It happened on the day shift near check off time. The dispatcher radioed Keith with a call about a vicious turkey at the Gooney Golf on Blanding Blvd. Thinking this was a prank called in by one of his buddies on the squad, he dutifully responded to the scene.
"Thank God you're here," the woman shouted as he pulled up to the miniature golf business. There's a vicious turkey on the grounds and it's making frightful noises, she continued. She escorted Keith to the last place she saw the turkey.
Sure enough, it was a full grown turkey hen backed into a corner and she wasn't happy. Not having any rope, lasso, or such, Keith opted to use his uniform jacket to subdue the turkey.
The closer he came, the more agitated the turkey became. She began making those strange, threatening sounds. "Kinda like kung fu turkey," Keith said with a wry laugh. The woman spun on her heels and took off in the opposite direction.
It took two throws, but Keith nabbed the trespassing turkey, put her in the back seat of his patrol car, and proceed to the check off point. En route, while waiting at a red light, he looked over and noticed that the driver in a pick up truck was "just laughing his ass off." Keith had momentarily forgotten about his feathered prisoner. He looked in the back seat and the turkey had worked her head out of the jacket and was looking around. The light changed and Keith pulled off, but the man in the pick up just sat there laughing as hard as could.
Once at the check off point, Keith told the guys to check out his prisoner. Everyone rolled in laughter at the sight of the turkey in his police jacket.
"She made a good meal, too," he ended.
A group of us retired police were sitting around exchanging stories when one of them brought up the call my fiance had a couple of years ago. It happened on the day shift near check off time. The dispatcher radioed Keith with a call about a vicious turkey at the Gooney Golf on Blanding Blvd. Thinking this was a prank called in by one of his buddies on the squad, he dutifully responded to the scene.
"Thank God you're here," the woman shouted as he pulled up to the miniature golf business. There's a vicious turkey on the grounds and it's making frightful noises, she continued. She escorted Keith to the last place she saw the turkey.
Sure enough, it was a full grown turkey hen backed into a corner and she wasn't happy. Not having any rope, lasso, or such, Keith opted to use his uniform jacket to subdue the turkey.
The closer he came, the more agitated the turkey became. She began making those strange, threatening sounds. "Kinda like kung fu turkey," Keith said with a wry laugh. The woman spun on her heels and took off in the opposite direction.
It took two throws, but Keith nabbed the trespassing turkey, put her in the back seat of his patrol car, and proceed to the check off point. En route, while waiting at a red light, he looked over and noticed that the driver in a pick up truck was "just laughing his ass off." Keith had momentarily forgotten about his feathered prisoner. He looked in the back seat and the turkey had worked her head out of the jacket and was looking around. The light changed and Keith pulled off, but the man in the pick up just sat there laughing as hard as could.
Once at the check off point, Keith told the guys to check out his prisoner. Everyone rolled in laughter at the sight of the turkey in his police jacket.
"She made a good meal, too," he ended.
posted by Buttercup at
8:39 PM
1 Comments:
That's a good story. I bet you have a bunch of your own stories from when you were a cop. Do you miss it?
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Donna Sewell, at 8:27 AM
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