As a teenager, many moons ago, myself, and about 6 friends in the neighborhood decide to go to Virginia to this "great deer camp" for rifle season.(we lived in Maryland)
Get there, and start scouting.
Well, first day of rifle, we all got skunked.
We went to the deer check station to see what others have brought in.
Guy comes walking into the station.
"Yeah, I got one, but you have really small deer around here."
We look at him, kinda puzzled, along with the state game commission officer.
We walked out to his truck, and there lies the "deer"..
Saw it in a field, one shot and it was down.
Officer commences to write the citation...
Wait for it.....
Guy shot some farmers goat!!!!