I really don't know if you're trolling or are just in a bad mood and want to argue, but it happens around here every year. Dog hunter Joe has permission to hunt Black Sally's 60 acres. They dump the dogs on that 60 know dang well they're going to go into another person's land and jump some deer. They then can run up and down the road with their cb radios blaring and Bud Lite flowing. Happens every weekend. You must live under a rock.
