NEW ORLEANS (AP) — A scruffy little fugitive is on the lam again in New Orleans, gaining fame as he outwits a tenacious band of citizens armed with night-vision binoculars, nets and a tranquilizer rifle. Scrim, a 17-pound mutt that's mostly terrier, has become a folk hero, inspiring tattoos, T-shirts and even a ballad as he eludes capture from the posse of volunteers. And like any antihero, Scrim has a backstory: Rescued from semi-feral life at a trailer park and adopted from a shelter, the dog broke loose in April and scurried around the city until he was cornered in October and brought to a new home. Weeks later, he'd had enough. Scrim leaped out of a second-story window, a desperate act recorded in a now-viral video. Since then, despite a stream of daily sightings, he's roamed free. The dog’s fans include Myra and Steve Foster, who wrote “Ode to Scrim” to the tune of Ricky Nelson’s 1961 hit, “I’m a Travelin’ Man.” Leading the recapture effort is Michelle Cheramie, a 55-year-old former information technology professional. She lost everything — home, car, possessions — in Hurricane Katrina in 2005, and in the aftermath, found her calling rescuing pets. “I was like, ‘This is what I should be doing,’” Cheramie said. “I was born to rescue.” She launched Zeus’ Rescues, a nonprofit shelter that now averages 600 cat and dog adoptions a year and offers free pet food to anyone who needs it. She helped Scrim find the home he first escaped from. It was Cheramie's window Scrim leaped from in November. She's resumed her relentless mission since then, posting flyers on telephone poles and logging social media updates on his reported whereabouts. She's invested thousands of dollars on wildlife cameras, thermal sensors and other gear. She took a course offered by the San Diego Zoo on the finer points of tranquilizing animals. And she's developed a network of volunteers — the kind of neighbors who are willing to grid-search a city at 3 a.m. People like writer David W. Brown, who manages a crowd-sourced Google Map of all known Scrim sightings. He says the search has galvanized residents from all walks of life to come together. As they search for Scrim, they hand out supplies to people in need. “Being a member of the community is seeing problems and doing what you can to make life a little better for the people around here and the animals around you,” Brown said. And neighbors like Tammy Murray, who had to close her furniture store and lost her father to Parkinson's disease. This search, she says, got her mojo back. “Literally, for months, I’ve done nothing but hunt this dog,” said Murray, 53. “I feel like Wile E. Coyote on a daily basis with him.” Murray drives the Zeus' Rescues' van towards reported Scrim sightings. She also handles a tactical net launcher, which looks like an oversized flashlight and once misfired, shattering the van's window as Scrim sped away. After realizing Scrim had come to recognize the sound of the van's diesel engine, Murray switched to a Vespa scooter, for stealth. Near-misses have been tantalizing. The search party spotted Scrim napping beneath an elevated house, and wrapped construction netting around the perimeter, but an over-eager volunteer broke ranks and dashed forward, leaving an opening Scrim slipped through. Scrim's repeated escapades have prompted near-daily local media coverage and a devoted online following. Cheramie can relate. “We’re all running from something or to something. He's doing that too,” she said. Cheramie's team dreams of placing the pooch in a safe and loving environment. But a social media chorus growing under the hashtag #FreeScrim has other ideas — they say the runaway should be allowed a life of self-determination. The animal rescue volunteers consider that misguided. “The streets of New Orleans are not the place for a dog to be free,” Cheramie said. “It’s too dangerous.” Scrim was a mess when Cheramie briefly recaptured him in October, with matted fur, missing teeth and a tattered ear. His trembling body was scraped and bruised, and punctured by multiple projectiles. A vet removed one, but decided against operating to take out a possible bullet. The dog initially appeared content indoors, sitting in Cheramie's lap or napping beside her bed. Then while she was out one day, Scrim chewed through a mesh screen, dropped 13 feet to the ground and squeezed through a gap in the fence, trotting away. Murray said Cheramie's four cats probably spooked him. “I wholeheartedly believe the gangster-ass cats were messing with him,” Murray said. Cheramie thinks they may have gotten territorial. Devastated but undeterred, the pair is reassessing where Scrim might fit best — maybe a secure animal sanctuary with big outdoor spaces where other dogs can keep him company. Somewhere, Murray says, “where he can just breathe and be.” Brook is a corps member for The Associated Press/Report for America Statehouse News Initiative. Report for America is a nonprofit national service program that places journalists in local newsrooms to report on undercovered issues. Follow Brook on the social platform X: @jack_brook96
Cam Carter put LSU ahead for good with a jumper 1:08 into the third overtime and the Tigers came away with a wild 109-102 win over UCF on Sunday in the third-place game of the Greenbrier Tip-Off in White Sulphur Springs, W.Va. Carter's make sparked a 5-0 spurt for LSU (5-1), which mounted a ferocious second-half rally that began after Darius Johnson drilled a 3-pointer to put the Knights up 52-34 with 12:57 to play in regulation. UCF (4-2) got back within two in the third overtime, but it never found a way to draw even. Vyctorius Miller and Jordan Sears sealed the victory, combining for three buckets down low that gave the Tigers a 106-99 cushion with 17 seconds remaining. Carter was the late-game hero for LSU, scoring the final four points of regulation to forge a 70-70 tie. He also knocked down a go-ahead 3-pointer with 3:19 left in the first extra session to give the Tigers a 76-75 advantage. Sears gave LSU a four-point edge with a triple of his own with 2:10 to go, but the Tigers failed to stay in front, and UCF's Keyshawn Hall kept the game going by sinking two free throws with six seconds remaining to make it 82-82. Neither team led by more than three in the second overtime, with Hall again coming to the Knights' rescue. He made two layups in the final 52 seconds of the frame to knot things at 93 and send the teams to a third OT. Few could have predicted 15 minutes of extra basketball after UCF put together a 25-3 first-half run that lifted it to a 38-18 advantage with 2:12 left until the break. LSU responded with seven unanswered points, but the Knights still led comfortably, 40-25, at intermission. Sears finished with a game-high-tying 25 points to go along with nine boards, while Jalen Reed recorded a 21-point, 13-rebound double-double for the Tigers. Carter netted 20 points, Miller had 16 and Dji Bailey chipped in 14. Johnson collected 25 points, six rebounds, eight assists and five steals for UCF. Hall totaled 21 points and 10 boards, and Jordan Ivy-Curry supplied 20 points. LSU outshot UCF 43.2 percent to 40.7 percent and had narrow advantages from behind the arc (12 made shots to 10) and the free-throw line (21-18). --Field Level Media
This is a paid political advertisement. The views expressed here are solely those of the advertiser and do not reflect the editorial position of Donegal Daily. Charles Ward sits in the front room of a couple’s home—a place that should be filled with warmth, love, and memories. Instead, it is freezing. Snow is falling outside, but inside, the cold bites just as hard. The couple, not young, sit wrapped in coats, hats, and gloves, huddled together against the bitter chill. The air reeks of damp and mould. The smell is so overpowering that Charles struggles to breathe, his throat catching as his eyes water. This is Ireland in 2024, a wealthy nation that prides itself on progress. But behind these walls, there is no progress—only heartbreak. The couple cannot afford the shortfall required to rebuild their defective home. The government’s redress scheme, hailed as “strong” and “good,” has left them stranded in a house they cannot fix, yet cannot leave. They have worked their entire lives, paid their taxes, and done everything asked of them. And this is their reward: to spend their golden years in a cold, crumbling house, inhaling mould, and fighting despair. One room in their home is completely unusable. Closed off. Unsafe. Charles understands their pain in a way few politicians ever could because his own family has had to seal off parts of their house too. “I know what this feels like,” he says, his voice cracking. “I know the sleepless nights, the frustration, the heartbreak. I know what it’s like to see your safe place turn into a source of constant trauma. And worst of all, I know what it’s like to feel abandoned.” Home is meant to be where we find peace, comfort, and safety. But for thousands of families across this country, home has become a nightmare. The defective concrete crisis has shattered lives, stolen dreams, and left families grappling with impossible choices: rebuild or send their kids to school, pay the shortfall or keep the lights on. These are not just numbers or statistics. They are real people. People who have worked hard, loved their families, and trusted that their government would stand by them in their hour of need. Instead, they are left to fend for themselves while the system congratulates itself on “300 commencements.” Commencements are not completions. They are not warm homes. They are not hope. You cannot live in a commencement. When Charles raises these truths—when he speaks about the suicides, the marriages torn apart, the families broken—he is met with discomfort. A radio presenter recently apologised for referencing these very realities. But what is more offensive? Acknowledging the pain or pretending it doesn’t exist? Ignoring the suffering of your own people is not just offensive—it is unforgivable. To those who say, “Why Charles? What can one man do?” ask yourself this: Who has more right to stand up for themselves and their community than someone living this reality every single day? Charles isn’t running for personal ambition. He’s running because he has no choice. Because if he didn’t fight, he would break. Because every family abandoned by this scheme deserves someone in their corner. He’s running because he understands the trauma, the exhaustion, the endless uphill battle in a way no one else can. This crisis doesn’t end here. It could be you next. It could be your children, your grandchildren, sitting in freezing, damp homes, inhaling rot, and wondering why no one fought for them when it mattered. And to those saying Charles shouldn’t run, or that he’s “stealing” a seat—ask yourselves: Who do these seats belong to? The establishment? Career politicians? Or the people? Seats in the Dáil are not owned. They are earned by those with the courage to stand up and demand better for their communities. This election is a moment of reckoning. It is about sending a message—not just to the government but to the entire country—that we will not be ignored. The defective concrete crisis is not over. The redress scheme is not working. And despite what you’ve been told, we have not been sorted. “I am asking you to vote differently, just this once,” Charles says. “Not for me, but for the couple shivering in their own living room. For the thousands still waiting for justice. For every family who deserves to have their pain acknowledged, their trauma addressed, and their future restored.” This is more than an election. It’s a fight for dignity, for humanity, for the very idea that no one in a country as wealthy as Ireland should be forced to live like this. The people abandoned by this crisis are not giving up. And neither is Charles Ward. Let this election be the moment we stood together, spoke up, and said: Enough.NoneAlabama flips RB Jace Clarizio from Michigan State