Part 1..... You're having a conversation with your Mom....your screen door opens...your front door handle jiggles. You think....WHO in their right mind would try to open MY door? (dummy) I have a 140 lb American Bulldog with teeth, I have 2 Pit bulls, I have a pistol, and I'm a little jumpy...in the next room is a loaded biker. So I get up - dogs a barkin' and see it's ......THE PO Officer....OH okay give me a minute to put my dog in the other room please. I'll let you in. I go to put the dogs in the other room....and OMG.....Dog takes off out the back door to an already awaiting NINJA deputy (Barney FIFE) who hammers out a can of pepper spray and hits my precious dog in the face rendering him blind but ....it doesn't stop him - the biker does. NICE ----I'm yelling OH THAT IS UNNECESSARY....and grab my dog and I get sprayed. NICER. So now the deputies are yelling at FIFE....ENOUGH...and I say - HOW DO YOU GET THIS OFF PLEASE? (being polite?) and Biker is trying to get the other dogs in the house - where six other deputies are asking WHERE IS DUDE? CAN WE GET IN THE HOUSE? I'm thinking? WT? Can I get this crud out of my dogs eyes? And now I'm throwing up...and gagging, and trying to get the dog circus under control...because everyone is on high alert.....and the deputies are going through our house like it's an Easter Egg hunt....and we're telling them..DUDE IS NOT HERE....We have NOT seen him.....But GO ahead and look to your hearts content.....and finally get the dogs calmed down.....while puking and gagging and my dog is squinting and still angry....and the biker is BEYOND p.o'd. So THEN they all come out - all 8 of them in riot gear - no joke and they now want to search the back yard....OMG are you kidding? So we corral the dogs back INTO the house...while gagging and puking.....and tell them -have a look all you want do you want to go into the locked shed////should we roll up thepop up camper? Would you like to look in the little well house? How about the dog house? There's a wood shed? There's a rock in the front (gag) yard.....And with that they left. Apologizing profusely but telling us Dude is going to prison if he doesn't get in touch with her PRONTO..... So......who was right? Daddy disney that said - THEY WON"T COME FOR YOU...they don't care about 3 months left on probation...??? Or Mom and Stepdad who said - DUMABSS you have 3 months left on 4 years and have done 3 3/4 years.....do the last 4 months. DUH....I'm still wheezing, my dog is still hurting.....and Janet is one of the best friends I've ever had....the end. Pepper spray even in small doses burns like ----nothing compares.