I once heard a commotion and went out to see that my neighbors house was smoking. My neighbors got a call that their house was on fire and they showed up after the fire department. He had two dogs in the house and the firemen wouldn’t allow him to try to save them. They weren’t unrolling hoses or doing anything to fight the fire, they were just blocking my neighbor and he was pissed. That was the commotion that brought me out. No one had seen me, I was peeking over a fence. I hopped the fence into their backyard and tried to open the sliding glass door but it was locked, so I threw a pot and broke the glass. I called the dogs and two goofy yellow labs came running out. It was no big deal. I saw nothing but smoke. I walked around to the front and told my neighbor that I broke his door and the dogs were running around in the back. The boss fireman was pissed. He were talking about back drafts and me feeding the fire and shit. Then the wife arrived on the scene and said they had an indoor cat too. I couldn’t do anything about the cat, they don’t come when you call them. The place burned to the foundation. The cat didn’t make it. Towards the end of the drama there was a knock on my door and it was the sheriff. He said the firemen claimed I violated an order and he was talking about issuing me some sort of a citation. But after awhile the cops figured out that they hadn’t directly told me not to try to save the dogs, they were just mad that I was dismissive of their concerns and suggested that they remove the word ‘men’ from firemen if none of them were willing to lift a finger to save the dogs. I had a beer in my hand thru the entire rescue and pointed out that I hopped the fence and freed the dogs with my left hand, and I’m a righty. It was that fucking easy.