When Darryl saw our wall map, he  
was wowed by how much work we’d put    
into it. It was where we plotted our   
numbers, down to the specific address  
that was associated with each one.     
     He caught on quick and even       
pointed to one section of the map and  
said, “that particular area just jumps 
out at me, for some reason.”           
     Some areas got maybe one hit every
year, sometimes two, but this one area 
had more than double that, five cases  
of animal abuse, and another one that  
was fatal.                             
     A small dog had also been burned  
alive while it was tied to a tree with 
barbed wire, and it wasn’t that far    
from where the five cats had died      
either.                                
     When we added in the missing pet  
* posters, that area had at least two      
different ones up almost every other   
month.                                 
     This area was a big-time hot spot 
for us.                                
     What happened to those five cats  
and that small dog hit us hard. We all 
agreed that while we were out on       
patrol, we’d each take the time to     
drive by that area at least once, if   
not more than once. Even Mouse         
 promised.                             
     By the second Halloween patrol,   
with Pee Wee's help, I’d equipped all  
our cars with high definition dash cams
that each driver could monitor from any
car. It was also recorded and          
immediately saved on an off-site       
server.                                



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