Shoot-out at the campground

Yesterday we were in town when we heard sirens and saw an unmarked police car racing out of town. It's the first time I've heard sirens since we left Salt Lake City. We thought it odd but continued on our way. Then another police car passed and took the turn off south of town; exactly where we were headed. Hmmmm, something is going on. We continued south toward our campground and passed an ambulance parked on the side of the road as if waiting for a call. To get into our campground there is a short dirt road and a bridge over the Blanco River. We get to the bridge and it is blocked by a Sheriff. Apparently they were serving a warrant on one of the campers in the tent section for a hit and run. The man took a shot at the officer. As we sat about 200 yards away from the area where the "suspect was at large", more and more State Troopers arrived. Mike and I had our books so started to read while we waited. Suddenly a shot rang out loud as a cannon. It echoed off the mountains. We heard the officers call for the ambulance, but the ambulance only stayed briefly and left without a passenger. They finally let us back into the campground. Our trailer is about 100 yards from the tent area where the man was killed. He had a big beautiful, obedient German Shepard that was led away by animal control. He seemed like such a nice dog. I hope they find him a good home.