The other day I was talking to the former Chief of Police of our town. Back a few years, he was part of a K9 team. His partner was a Dutch Shepherd.
A call came in about a burglary in process at a local grocery store. When he arrived, the door was open so he sent in the dog while he called out "police!" outside. The K9 might've misunderstood what the command was as he came back out of the store, having found nothing EXCEPT that he had a bag of potato chips in his mouth.
Well, it sounded funny at the time.
