Hi CR
Since I'm here and avoiding cleaning my house, I'll tell ya the story with the Game warden.
Years ago I used to be a volunteer biologist at Elkhorn Slough on the California coast. It was a nature preserve. At the time, I was working at the US Fish and Wildlife Service tracking geese by satelite and dissected duck carcasses. I really craved field work, and I satidfied that by volunteering at the Slough where I got to work on a lot of choice projects.
The preserve had a game warden who lived in an old hunting lodge on the property. This game warden had a weakness for chocolate covered peanuts and almonds, and would oftem have some in his pack to munch on. Each year he would get a new crew of YCC youth to help with trail maintenance and such. The first thing he would do with them is take them on a hike to identify wildlife and show them the things they needed to take care of. In a few areas there are sand boxes across the trails where wildlife trails cross the walking trail. These are there to identify animal tracks. The YCC kids need to check them periodically, record the animal tracks and rake them smooth. They came across one box and there were no tracks, but there was plenty of poop. The game warden picked up a berry and asked his crew if they knew how to tell elk poo from deer poo. No one did, so he said, while examining the berry in his fingertips, "you just take a little bite of each and the elk poo is a bit saltier." When he looked up, one of the YCC girls was chewing an elk tird!
At the end of the season, the warden would host a thank-you lunch at his home for his outgoing crew. Sometimes a few of the YCC kids would make stuff to share, and one gal brought in a bowl of chocolate covered almonds. The warden saw them "chocolate almonds, my favorite!" and he popped a handful in his mouth. You should have seen the expression on his face! The gal had chocolate dipped a bunch of elk tirds!