A city I lived Left it 27 years ago, so I won’t mention it) had a downtown section that was surrounded by abandoned, rundown houses that the city bought and ran the people into ‘public’ housing. They left hundreds of dogs to run loose and terrorize the surrounding downtown area. The city got a grant from the Feds to hire, train and set loose in the area a platoon of Animal Wardens. They spent three years hiring, training and spent hundreds of thousands of dollars on vehicles, tranq guns, veterinarians, etc. During this period a local church sponsored a number of Vietnamese boat people and put them in the better of the abandoned homes where they fixed up the places and began to thrive. When the Wardens were ready to go to work, the City had a big celebration on the news, introduced the politicians involved and promised the problem with the dogs was about to be addressed. They hit the street and a month later a reporter checked with them on what the progress was and interviewed one of the Wardens. ‘How many dogs have you removed from the area?’ asked the reporter. Warden answered (On TV) “What M’fing dogs? Ain’t none.” The Vietnamese had eaten them all.
^ OMG. If that’s true, it’s both sad and hilarious.