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While I was on the coast I ran into my share of the bunny police. Most are just out to do their jobs but the ones with their sights on moving into a federal bureau were the real a-holes. Those guys had no business with any badge. We had one guy that wrote enough tickets that he was sent on a vacation with his family (here say). He worked hard and was good at his job and no one liked him because of it. All the same my dad hadn't gotten his duck stamps and Angus brought them to our front porch, ON A SATURDAY MORNING, so my dad could hunt with my brothers and I the next day.