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Tuesday, May 9, 2017

K9 Down

K9 Roscoe
Crowley Police Department, Louisiana
End of Watch: Wednesday, March 22, 2017
Breed: Belgian Malinois
Age: 2
Gender: M
Tour: 6 months
Cause: Gunfire
Incident Date: 3/22/2017

K9 Roscoe was shot and killed after officers responded to a shooting call in the 400 block of Josey Street.

The original call involved reports of a male subject shooting his former girlfriend. Officers, including Roscoe's handler, arrived on scene and attempted to make entry into the home to check the welfare of the victim. As Roscoe's handler kicked open the door the subject inside opened fire, striking him in the leg. Roscoe was also shot by the subject and killed.

The man them exited the home and opened fire on other officers, who returned fire and killed him.

The woman the man had shot died at the scene. Further investigation revealed that the man had murdered another woman a short time earlier.

K9 Roscoe had served with Crowley Police Department for only six months.
Rest in Peace Roscoe…till our next roll call at the Rainbow Bridge!

In Memory of all Police Dogs

They handled themselves with beauty & grace
And who could ever forget that beautiful face
Whether at work; or at home; whatever the test
They always worked hard; and did their best

They were real champions; at work or at play
But their lives were cut short; suddenly one day
While working on the job with their partner one day
They put themselves out on a limb; out into harms way

They gave the ultimate sacrifice; any dog can give
They gave up their life; so someone could live
The best of their breed; as his partner and anyone would say
Many hearts are now broken; that he had to prove it this way

Now as the trees are blowing in the gentle breeze
The sun is shining; thru the leaves on the trees
The meadows are green; and the grass grows tall
Off in the distance they can see a waterfall

As they look over the falls; down through the creek
The water flows gently; as a rabbit sneaks a peek
Far up above; in the deep blue sky
They see the birds soar high; as they fly by

They see animals playing; at the bridge by a waterfall
Chasing each other; and just having a ball
They play all day; from morning to night
There's no more rain; just warm sunlight

Off in the distance; they hear trumpets blow
Then all the animals look up; and notice a bright glow
The harps would play and the angels would sing
As they know they've come home; they've earned their wings

We remember that they died; in the line of duty
And are now with the Lord; sharing in heaven's beauty
Off to the meadows now; where they can play and roam free
With an occasional rest stop; under a tall oak tree

No more bad guys to chase; or bullets to take
Just a run through the meadow; down to the lake
A quick splash in the water; then back to the shore
Then it's off to the forest; to go play some more

These special dogs are back home; up in heaven above
They're cradled in God's arm's; and covered with His love
We'll light a candle for all of them; in the dark of night
In loving memory of all; these very special knights

By John Quealy

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