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Hi Everyone...I see it's been many months since I've last posted, 2013 was a very crazy year for the Moss house it all started back in July...we went camping for the first time in the season - we love our trailer - we had a wonderful two week vacation planned heading south into the USA....and then
My DH was experiencing some chest pains, and to make a long story short he didn't have a heart attack but in the end the best treatment for him was open heart surgery. Those of you who know me, I'm 36 years old, my DH is just a tad older then me and at the time our daughter wasn't even 2. We had so much to lose, a husband, a daddy, a brother...life for me has been changed entirely.
I went through so many emotions, my DH went through life changing feelings about our family and our lives long term and essentially short term - where do we go from here, what do we do next?
So, re-evaluating everything, our family, our extended family, our support systems (or lack there of). It's time for life to make a change and the only people that can do this is me, my husband and our daughter as a family unit. So, we are going to do just that!
Pastimes has been wonderful for me, I've learned so much about marketing and having an online business...we have amazing visitors, 7,000 + unique people visit my site a month - more really when I'm a dedicated blogger. I've connected with people all over the world and it's my hobby shoppe as they'd say. After 4+ years it's time for me to move onto something new. I work full time, I'm a sales person through and through...so back into the B2B sales and loving it!
I'm still a quiter, sewer and stitcher, I've also dabbled in a bit of scrapbooking over the months because having London in my life makes scrapbooking a bit of a necessity.
and here's the two of us...she says, "you're my best friend, right mom" and I say you betcha!
I've discovered that I get to chose who I want to share my life with...and who gets a spot in my heart. My family is the BEST thing that's EVER happened to me...
So here's to all of YOU who've invested your time reading my blog (which by the way I'm going to start writing again...) supported me throughout the years and still do and to those of YOU who have helped pick and choose along the way the projects that we do and did as a club!
Here's to YOU All - THANK YOU!
I didn't hear the call come in becuase I turned my radio down while we were waiting for the kid to get his stuff and his new boyfriend to pick him up. My partner was doing some reporting we were just waiting...so this call comes in. She reports it to me and we bolt out of there so fast. She's telling me what's happening, I'm scared and worried for her, for us.
She says it's likely better that I wait in the car, I don't dispute this.
She tells me how to radio in and what to look for on our laptop to be able to report back to dispatch who I am where I am etc - which dispatch knows but not everyone know I"m on this ride along - my husband and London are at home sleeping. This puts things into huge perspective for me, I'm grateful for police that we have safety in our world and in our community, I'm grateful for my friend and her amazing passion for her job.
So I get the hoedown on what to say and where I am, its so dark out, I think I will just sit here and be as still as possible. She get's out, grabs a shot gun that was in the holster between us and cocks it as she runs towards the house with the gunman...OMG I'm thinking I'd be running the other way...All of these police officers show up to assist, I can see them they are all walking towards this house they are like ninja's or ants streeming towards food. Then I see this un-marked suv pull up - no one gets out - I'm still like not even breathing I slowly turn down my radio incase it's just a bit too loud. I"m watching, I can see a reflection in the outside mirror of this SUV I'm wondering who's the heck is in there and why are they taking so long to get out. More Cops walk by my vehicle and don't notice me, I'm watching the laptop for all the written updates about this call..one cop passes by to look at the laptop through the window to get the correct address he turns and sees me - WHOA! that starttled us both.
I have the radio and I can here the play by play, dispatch is connecting with the Cops they are trying to assess the situation, my partner is the smallest they are going to heave hoe her over the fence to see if she can get a better visual...the SUV beside me has movement. It's K9, he's preparing himself and his dog for this call.
I'm waiting, and listening..
My partner get volunteered to knock on the callers door, dispatch is in my radio asking for an update when possible...it's so quiet outside, but my hearts racing and I'm on high alert! There's no response.
Waiting and listening...feels like forever, I look around and there's I think 8+ cop cars around me plus this K9 SUV , a lot of people for this call...
Finally, there's a couple of cops one's my partner (thank G) and a man approx 5'10" with shorts and a T-shirt on, remember it's quite chilly out and it's almost 1am. My partner gets in the vehicle
they haven't located a gun, no one's seen it, there was 6 people in the house and no weapon was drawn...so. The caller isn't well, he has a brain injury and is on assistance. He sais these people have drawn a gun on him and his uncle before (no uncle was in the house). He couldn't hand write a statement so my partner wrote his story for him which was do disjointed and disconnected. The ending of the story was about the neighbours (who he called the cops on) had thron boiling water on his cat, who was eating his food on the balcony at the time - there was no evidence of this.
We gether to fill out the rest of the reports, this man didn't want to sit in the warmth of the police car, he just wanted to wait while they were reporting. No one was injured, no one was hurt all the polic were safe.
We had to take the caller into the hospital to have him checked as this is an unsafe situation and he (the caller) needs some supervision.
Our partners take him to the hospital.
All of the police leave the scene and park at a nearby school to do a debrief, I waiting in the vehicle, Phew we made it through that one!
We headed back to the station and I picked up my car and headed home.I hope you enjoyed my story, I wanted to share my version, this is as true as I remember, I haven't included all the details but most of them. I was a definite experiene that I will likely aways remember. I value the police in our city because they job is to keep us safe, keep the bad guys under controll and protect our children.
Okay so I was telling you about the next call....
We show up to back up our partners - remember the two huge cops. We get to this 4-plex home, it's the basement suite we were heading into. A young-ish man comes to the door to greet us and we head down. Immediately you can smell cigarette smoke - like it's so thick. The young-ish man has piercing's in his face and ears, a tattoo on his neck in Chinese or Japanese, he has a white hat on with a square brim, his pants are hanging down his bum but they are quite fitted. Anyway, we follow him into the house. The other guy that's there is so surprise to see us. These two are a couple. The older of the two is in his late 30s, he's quite short, his hair is propbably his most noticeable feature. Balding severly at the top of his head, with longer straight hair all the way around this shiny spot! He is smoking and has a cat in his arms. There's a mom and three kitty's living in the basement suite - we are greeted by their litter box!
So the younger man is in the process of moving out - all four of the cops have been to this location 30-40 times, isn't that crazy? So this young kid is proceeding to pack up his clothes and his abundance of hats around this tiny apartment. The older guy is walking around bitching and complaining about the younger one and how - with his matching tatoo - thought they had a great relationship. I was asking the young guy while he was packing up his stuff how long he had lived in this place - he said a while. I asked how long is a while and he said since the beginning of the month! Oh how perspectives are so different hey? Anyway, I asked where he lived before here...he said in "the House", Oh my. I of course asked why he was in jail and he said for assulting his mom and his sister. So strange how this young kid can have such a complicated life already.
While he was packing up his stuff my partner was playing with the kitty's - biding time while this was being dealt with. The younger guy's new boyfriend was coming to get him. So he was just bringing his stuff to the front yard waiting for his new boyfriend. While we waited, all you could feel was eyes on your from ALL around. There was pictures of Marilyn Munroe ALL over the apartment. Almost every square inch of wall space and chair rails were covered by Marilyn. It was so creepy.
So, he gets his stuff out, we get back into our car - our two cop partners leave. We hang around and fill out our reports, and wait for the new boyfriend to come and pick up the kid who's leaving..
While we are waiting...we get our next call...code 300 - a gun is drawn at a house party
Another domestic dispute is called in our partners are taking the call, we go for backup...
We show up to this parking lot that is fenced in. There's a 1980 or maybe earlier motorhome parked in the corner of this business lot. The lot is rather large and the rest of the lot is vacant. The motorhome is parked in the corner with an '90s year mini van parked next to it. The one cop let's call him "Don" is standing outside with a women..
in her late 40's, long dark hair, she's very intoxicated, so much so that's she's now peed her pants, has no pants, panties, socks or shoes on. But in very good spirits mind you. She's well over the limit - let's just say. "Don" is hassling her a bit and they are laughing and carrying on outside.
We are standing inbetween these two vehicles. I'm standing next to "Don" and my partner is inside with Don's partner. So the guy that lives in the motorhome is smoking pot, you can smell it as soon as we walk up to the vehicles. He's been drinking but not as much as his girlfiend. He phoned the cops because she wouldn't leave and something maybe to do with her wet bum ;) My partner says to come in and check out the motorshome - is'a pig sty - very small and crowded with all of his posessions...smells awful like cigarette smoke and pot and whatever they had for supper.
So, my partner is trying to find drunk lady some clothes - inside the motorhome...I'm standing outside with the big huge cop "Don" and he and the drunk women are debating if he should take her down to the drunk tank...she's cracking cop jokes - this was so funny.
We find her some pants and some shoes and she gets into the car with our two partners and they take her to the drunk tank, we carry on to another call.
We went and had some lunch - yep at Timmy's and then got a call to back up our partners from earlier.
So you have to picture these two guys - they are HUGE - and so funny. They are extrememly scarey looking partners and they can intimidate the pants off of Big Foot, I swear.
This next call is so crazy and funny...I just can't believe this story and I hope I can portray it well...we show up to this bungalow, my partner (Cagney) is quite familiar with this place and the occupants. We are call in to assist. So one person wants to move out, but he wants the cops there incase a fight breaks out.
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