A while back I wrote a children’s story called 'Chief' based upon two honest-to-God true events:
In
1924, Gifford Pinchot, the Governor of Pennsylvania, sent a dog named
Pep to the Eastern State Penitentiary for life for allegedly murdering
his wife’s cherished cat.
(That's his mugshot above.)
In
1929, Brooklyn’s Engine 203 adopted a stray brown mutt as their
firehouse dog and named him Chief. (Above, his taxidermied remains lie at the
NYC Fire Museum.) On a call one night he ran into a burning tenement
building, scrambled to the third floor, grabbed a cat and her kitten by
the scruff of their necks and carried them down to the street to safety.For "saving the life of his historic enemy," Dog World International awarded Chief a diploma of honor for a courageous act "unparalleled in all canine history."
My
story combines these two true events to tell a tale about a dog
railroaded to prison for a crime he didn't commit, tunneling out under
the wall, hopping a ride on a Greyhound bus to New York City––with a
Det. Felloni forever one step behind––being adopted by the firehouse,
heroically saving the cats, and finally, being pardoned by the very
same Governor who sent him to jail.
Set in 1920's New York, Chief is an ugly-duckling tale about
bravery, tolerance, and friendship.
The subtext is, of course, NYFD
heroes saving people from burning buildings.

And here above is what I received from a well-known publishing house.
Had to smile at the emphasis on an otherwise form letter.