The Village (1)

"Mornin' Sheriff!" The deputy said as he walked into the small Sheriff's department. "So any cases now?" "Nah non just this sad Farmer. Lost his three sheep. All ripped apart and all." "Oh we'll go over Sheriff shouldn't we?" "Yes we should Davis we should." "Well then let's go weapons hot?" "No need just a short trip to the barn than back." "OK." The Deputy replied. They walked cautiously to the squad car and got in. "Hey Davis want to take the wheel?" "Yeah Sure!" Deputy Davis replied he got in the driver's side. Davis turned on the police radio. With that the squad car drove off.

"It was this morning I woke up to check the sheep then three were all ripped up I don't know who would do somethin like that." The Farmer stammered. "Lemme get this straight Bob. You're saying your sheep were normal this morning you woke and three of 'em were ripped up?" The Sheriff questioned. "Yes Sheriff exactly." "I see no person coulda done that." "Hey Sheriff!" Deputy Davis called. "Yea?" The Sheriff turned around. "I found his head. The Deputy wanted to raise it up. "Davis put it down the farmer's said enough." Davis shrugged and put what he was holding down. "Well Bob you get anything else killed call us ok? 24-7 got it? Anytime." The Farmer nodded "Bye!" Davis waved the farmer didn't react.

"So Sheriff what do we do about this?" "I don't know Davis it mighta been a tiger or a panther." "I don't think so Sheriff. Panthers or Tigers live in the jungle or the forest but I don't see any woodlands here." The Sheriff nodded just then the phone rang. "Sheriff I found my cows one of them ripped." "Are you Bob?" "No Sheriff this is Barney." "Yea comign right over Barney."