We’re still here in Augusta, Georgia. Our current house just happens to be a block away from the sheriffs department. In fact, we’re directly across the street from the old sheriffs department. It’s just an empty jail now.
Daisy and I went out for a short walk a few minutes ago when several marked and unmarked police cars pulled up in front of us. Officers in tactical got out and began what looked like a weapons check and last minute briefing.
Daisy and I kept walking and watching. We were largely ignored by the group. Daisy must have sensed that they all had other things to do, because she watched them closely, but didn’t try to do her normal greetings.
As quick as they pulled up, they were gone. Off to serve a warrant I suppose. Daisy and I run into a lot of weird stuff on our walks.