Bill, my close, late friend Mike Bray was an LEO for the city of Blue Ash. He was called to respond to a deer having been struck by a car. When he arrived the deer had two broken legs and was trying to get up. Mike called Animal Control but it would be an hour before they could get there.
It was tearing at him so he took his service 9 and shot the deer in the head. It didn't die so he shot it again. Again, it didn't die but was in more agony. Mike ran to his cruiser and grabbed the 870. It dispatched the deer.
Mike was so shaken that he sat in his cruiser and wept until A.C. picked up the carcass. He was beating himself up for not using the shotgun first.
I never did like having to dispatch animals, no matter what they were.
Got a call one evening of a Cocker Spaniel that was hit by a car one street over from where I live. Got there and the poor thing was really torn up badly and suffering. No way a Vet could have done anything for it. I dispatched it with my Service revolver a few minutes before the owners showed up, stating the dog had gotten loose. I told them it was suffering too much and I decided to put it down. They understood, but it didn't make me feel any better.
A woman in a house across the street yelled at me for shooting the dog (she called me a murderer too), and I told her to also shut up and go back in the house.
