A little bit of luck must've been on Jimmie's side because he didn't see not one darned police officer as they galloped through the busy streets of downtown. The trip took longer than he thought. He lets out a sigh of relief as he entered his neighborhood. He kicked and yawed at the horse to speed up because he couldn't wait to get home, take a shower, and collapse on his bed for a minute. The scoundrels who stole his car couldn't have gone far. He was going to know exactly where they and his car were thanks to his own custom tracking device hidden so darn well that they would never be able to find it. The funny part is, they probably looked right at it at some point.
Just as he was turning down his street, he hears the dreaded bloop of a police car siren and couldn't believe it. He was about five or six houses away from his. The cop pulled up next to him and rolled down his passenger window. Jimmie tipped his hat at the officer as if nothing was wrong and kept on trotting along.
"Hey you!" The Officer shouts. "Pull over!"
Jimmie let out a whoah to stop the horse but the horse didn't obey the command.
"I said stop the horse, and pull over!" The cop orders.
"I'm tryin' officer! You heard me say whoah! But he ain't listening!"
"You know it's illegal in this county to be ridin' around on a horse? Least of all, an untrained horse?" The cop says. Jimmie knew that, but what were they going to do? Take it away from him? Impound the stolen horse? He also knew that cops didn't sympathize or empathize with any civilian, so bringing up the sob story that his car was stolen was going to go right through that cops right ear and out his left.
"Give me a break officer," Jimmie says, "Someone stole my car so this is my only way home."
"And why are you dressed like a cowboy?" The cop asked.
"I just got done working at the…uh…ranch. What's wrong with my outfit? You makin' fun of me?"
"No, but I need you to pull over. Stop the horse and pull over."
"I can't stop the horse, remember?"
"Get off the horse!" The cop commands through the megaphone speaker. The loud blaring sound must've scared the shit out of the horse because he jumped up on his hind legs with a loud neigh and flung Jimmie right off and onto the ground before taking off at full speed.
"Goddammit!" The cop cussed. "You stay right there! Don't move!"
After ordering Jimmie to stay put, the cop sped off towards the horse, hoping to stop it before it ran into traffic and caused some kind of accident. He'll deal with Jimmie later…
Jimmie got up from the ground and put his hands up.
"I ain't movin' officer," He said as he watched the cop chase down the horse who had just dashed across the street at the corner and out of sight.
Jimmie didn't believe that the cop really thought he was going to stay put and wait for him to return with a fine or whatever it was you get for riding horses through the city, so he dashes down the sidewalk towards his house.