Humor in Uniform 3/29/11

[R J]

3/29/2011
A quiet evening of guard duty at Camp Pendleton, Calif., turned hairy when my son and his buddy saw a pair of luminous eyes staring back at them.  It slinked toward them……a cougar.    Retreating slowly, my son radioed the base.  “We’re being followed by a cougar,” he said softly.  “What do we do?”  A voice responded, “Get the license plate number, and we’ll send over some MPs.”
Denise Chaffin