I live in the Midwest, now.

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Pop, Isle 11.

My Brother Blends in at Argo Tea

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Cops had to kill a cougar moseying around Wilmette. Honestly, I ain’t afraid of no cougar (though I probably should be). I’m a little more afraid of those cops:

“At first, I’m thinking there’s a gun battle in the street,” said Greene, who owns a trucking company.

As the shots stopped, Greene heard the police yelling, “We got him! We
got him!” He ventured downstairs and moved on his knees to the front
door, where he saw police on his lawn. The officers had shot holes in
an air conditioning unit on the side of Greene’s house while aiming for
the tan cougar, which died in the alley near Greene’s garage.

Yikes! I mean, I’ve never fought a cougar before, but that seems a little extreme, doesn’t it?

“It was turning on the officers,” Ryan said, adding that no officers were hurt. “There was no way to take it into custody.”

No way at all? I believe that the poor freaked out thing was ready for some succulent Pig Meat, but seems to me that if we can taser the hell out of an obnoxious college kid, we could probably take down a wild cougar without resorting to a hail of gunfire that costs a man an air conditioning unit…I don’t know.