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🚧 PERIMETER FORTIFICATION UPDATE: OPERATION LOCKDOWN 🚧

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BAD HOUNDS INCIDENT REPORT

Operation Lockdown

Subject
DEAN
Offense
Perimeter Fortification
Incident Date
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Official personnel file

Following the recent multi-hound escape incident, I initiated a full-scale perimeter fortification effort.

🚧 PERIMETER FORTIFICATION UPDATE: OPERATION LOCKDOWN 🚧

Following the recent multi-hound escape incident, I initiated a full-scale perimeter fortification effort.

Weak points were identified.

Structural deficiencies were addressed.

Lessons were… theoretically learned.

Armed with tools, determination, and what I can only describe as questionable confidence, I began reinforcing the fence line like a man who had just been humbled by three senior citizens with fur.

Throughout the entire operation, I was not alone.

Dean—recently apprehended and now out on bail—positioned himself just feet away and observed the entire process.

No barking.

No distractions.

No assistance.

Just… watching.

Not casual watching either this was calculated.

Eyes locked.

Occasional slow walk-by like a contractor inspecting a job site.

At one point, he paused… stared directly at a section I had just reinforced… and gave me a look that clearly said:

"Yeah… that's not gonna hold."

I continued working under pressure.

Every staple I drove in…

every board I secured…

felt less like construction and more like I was participating in my own future failure.

The other two suspects were nearby as well maintaining distance, occasionally circling, clearly involved in what I can only assume is a joint operational review.

When the work was finally complete, I stepped back to admire what I believed to be a fully secured perimeter.

Dean approached.

Slowly.

Deliberately.

He walked the fence line… paused at multiple points… sniffed… looked back at me… and then continued his inspection like a seasoned professional conducting a final walkthrough.

No approval was given.

No feedback was offered.

He simply returned to the yard, laid down, and stared off into the distance like a man already planning his next move.

At this time, the perimeter is holding.

Morale is stable.

Confidence is… cautious.

Security posture has been elevated to:

"We'll see what happens."

I would like to thank the neighborhood for their continued support, discretion, and for not reporting the shirtless man sprinting through the streets earlier like an escaped inmate.