Well, it's past 5am. Usually, after working the night shift most people would be able to say "nothing happened", but not tonight. I've taken calls for everything from a leaky ceiling in the art studio to a stolen vehicle. So far this has been a great night to be dispatching. Of course I've gotten some homework done, but there have been many things going on either with our department or coming over the scanner for the area's other departments. Speaking of which, that's why I can write about those instances - anyone with a scanner in Maryville (and I'm told it's quite a few people) would have been able to hear it. I also stopped by the Station, the campus's equivalent of a convenience store, and picked up a breakfast burrito before I came to work. That turned out to be a great decision! It was delicious, especially about 4am!
The other night, driving from Savannah to Maryville on 71 Hwy, a bobcat leaped out into the highway in front of me. There was a ditch on the right side of the road, and it was dark, so I didn't even see it coming. As he bounded out of the snow, the license plate on my truck (which has been known to stop a few raccoons in its day) caught up to it before he even hit the pavement.* I stopped and backed up. To my surprise, and relief, there was hardly any damage to the cat. So what did I do? Picked it up and tossed it in the truck, of course! Don't worry, I called a Conservation Agent and he informed me since it was a vehicular kill, and out of season, I would need a permit to legally possess it. That is in the works, so no problems. I am thinking it would be cool to have it tanned and made into a rug. You know that kind- the ears back, slanted eyes, teeth-bearing, decorative rug. (refer to past post about decorating our house in Maryville for next semester...)
I'm going to just throw it out there that I am officially excited for the warmer weather. Specifically, to get the motorcycle out. And also partly the small things, like say, maybe seeing something green outside again...
*- There was no damage to my truck, luckily. Headline: Metal bumper beats fur.
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