There’s a lot more to being a firefighter than all the glamor that one sees. Besides the chicken barbeques, pancake feeds, fish fries, auctions and other fund-raisers for volunteer departments that you see, there are other duties that must be preformed. There are Haz-Mat classes, first aid and CPR re-certification, new fire fighting techniques to learn and so on. After a call, the fire truck must be fueled and maintained, the hoses and other equipment cleaned and stowed back on the truck, ladders checked and secured, lights and sirens checked out and other items too numberous to list here. It was during this post-fire maintenance period that this happened.
A firefighter had a hose stretched out across the firehouse driveway and was in the process of re-rolling it before replacing it on the fire engine. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed a young girl with a little red wagon that had little ladders hung off the side and a garden hose coiled neatly in the middle coming up the sidewalk. The wagon was being pulled by her dog and her cat.
When she got near, he stopped his work and walked over to take a closer look.
“That sure is a nice fire truck,” the firefighter said with admiration.
“Thanks,” the girl replied. The firefighter looked a little closer. The girl had tied the wagon to the dog’s collar and to the cat’s testicles.
“Little partner,” the firefighter said, “I don’t want to tell you how to run your rig, but if you were to tie that rope around the cat’s collar, I think you could go faster.”
The young girl replied thoughtfully, “You’re probably right, but then I wouldn’t have a siren.”
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