Funny I always distrusted them...grew up calling them pigs.
I got burglarized once in NY and the took the report, rolled their eyes and said
forgetaboutit, lady, you're never gonna see your crap again.
Years later in Atlanta when my son was 2 I came downstairs and found a man standing in my living room late at night. I ran upstairs, called 911 trying not to upset my son who was potty training

. Literally seconds later about 5 police officers came running thru my patio door (where the crook came in from) guns drawn!!
As I'm looking out the window my CAT walks out the patio doors and wanders off!!

I screamed "MY CAT"!!! The woman on the 911 call told me NOT to worry and to not open the door till they tell her it's them at my door.
I kept looking out the window crying for my cat. A few minutes later a police officer came out of the dark holding my kitty.

They checked the house and reassured me the guy was gone. Even better he never got a thing, I just so happened to go downstairs just as he walked in.
I have loved and respected them ever since!