With all the recent stories about LE officers shooting dogs for no good reason, these two stories, the GSD and the Pit, are certainly refreshing.
I have had a couple experiences with LE regarding my dogs, both positive, although one was rather embarrassing.
I used to live on a state highway, but had my house fenced all the way around, with locked gates. This was primarily for the safety of my dogs. A Michigan State Trooper helped me to take it a step further.
There was a small store about a quarter mile south of us on the highway, and about another quarter mile north were some low income apartments. There was one man living there who used to walk or bike down to the store at least every other day, and every dog I had in the 23 years we lived there hated him. They would charge the fence, which was a good distance from the highway itself, whenever he went by. Usually he would cross over the highway to go past our house on the opposite side of the highway, even though there was no way the dogs could get to him.
One particular day he must have forgotten, he stayed on our side of the highway, and I was outside with the male GSD I had at the time. He spotted the man riding his bike, and charged the fence barking fiercely. At the same time a state trooper was driving by from the opposite direction, just in time to see the man get startled and fall off his bike almost into our ditch. He wasn't hurt, got up, onto his bike, and rode away as fast as he could. The trooper slowed down, did a U-turn, and pulled into my driveway. He got out as I grabbed my dog, and walked over to the fence.
"You have a beautiful dog there. I have shepherds, too. I love my dogs, and I know you love him, you can tell by the way he is with you. But if you REALLY love your dog, you'll find a way to keep him off the front yard here. If that man had fallen onto the highway when your dog scared him, and got hit by a car or hurt in any way, you could lose that dog, he could be put to sleep."
He really had my attention by then.
"So because I know how much you love him, I know the next time I drive past here, I'll see a fence up so you can keep him off the front."
I gulped. "Yes sir. Thank you sir."
The next time I saw that state trooper, I did have a gated fence up so that the dogs could enjoy the half acre back yard, but could not get into the front unless I let them. The trooper slowed down, honked at me, smiled and waved. He knew I REALLY loved my dogs!