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This does explain the difference between the two organisations very well but still

did not help me much. I was about to call the Zoo for assistance but they were
still insulted about the cheetah counting incident (just jealous of our thorough
methods and besides they did ask if we wanted to count). Then one of the local

policemen said his girlfriend has a farm or rather her dad has one and perhaps

we could release the crocodile there if only it would come with us. This sounded
to me like an excellent idea as we still suspected the Zoo of losing a cheetah a
few days before and really did not want to bother the police Vet again. He was

quite upset last time when he could not bring the dead cheetah back to life.

Cursed the old liberal in three languages as only a real policeman can! We
greatly respected that effort and could see the Dog Unit influenced him properly

through the years.

There were only about six policemen at the scene for it was not a serious

enough to warrant more. After all the crocodile was trapped and an experienced
Flying Squad sergeant in charge. No big deal. I detailed my crew to shoot the

crocodile with his R1 rifle if needed and the rest to arrest the crocodile. They
looked at me much like the Chaplains did and did nothing! The long haired

liberal tendencies of Station policemen are truly amazing for it was a simple
order – clear and f concise I would say. Their lack of movement made me roar

like my old RSM, bless his soul. I saw that day the power of command in a loud
voice for they dived (me too) on the crocodile and one hell of a brawl ensued for

he reacted viciously enough once over his initial surprise.

After a while we had the crocodile under control and his mouth closed with a
discarded piece of rope we borrowed from the caretaker. First we tried to drag it

down the stairs (no one wanted to be trapped in the lift with it) like a police dog
but it being untrained in our ways it reacted rather violently and we jumped on it

again for resisting arrest. Then I got the idea to pick it up like a log as we all
knew something about log PT in the College if not SAP COIN who is famous for

their harsh ways. But it twisted and hissed and scratched us with its feet and the
tail made two of the policemen sea-sick from swinging around or so they said.

Apparently it is not a log even if it looked like one.

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