My hubby just told me about this. I'm mad at him for not telling me sooner, but he didn't think it was that big of a deal. A few days ago, he was outside in the front yard. Voodoo was with him, on his long tie-out cable. A police officer pulled up and asked hubby "Is that your dog?" Hubby said yes. The cop said that they just got a call saying that there was a "big, mean, brindle pit bull with a studded collar" loose on our street! :yikes: Hubby said that the person couldn't mean Voodoo. He's not a pit bull, isn't mean at all, and he's been on the tie-out the whole time. He said that maybe the callers didn't see the cable (it's a plain grey cable). The officer was very nice about the whole thing, then drove off. That gets me so mad. I bet I know exactly who called the police, too. Our neighbor at the end of the street is one of those nosy people who has nothing better to do but cause trouble. She's called the city on our neighbor for running water in the street (we're on drought restrictions). The neighbor had water running in the street because he had to hose off his boat motor to fix a mechanical problem! He used the hose in his driveway for five minutes, if that. She's also called the police on other neighbors for random pointless things (like "suspicious activity"). *sigh* I'm just glad that the officer was so nice. But people like that get me mad.