I got so pissed off at them the other day that I called the cops. People were shooting quite close to the good house . The cops set off (in their cars) to try and stop them, but I left before I could tell if they succeeded.
Two funny moments: 1) me telling the 9-1-1 operator not to get too freaked out. It wasn't bad guys this time, it was only hunters (yes I know their shotgun blasts can still kill me, but it's probably not the hunter's main intent) and 2) one of the cops was thinking of hiking into the brush to find the hunters so I offered him some snake gators. He said it can't be that bad and pointing at my feet he asked are those snake boots? When I said yes he reached down to feel the top of my boot through my pants. He was really surprised that I actually had snake boots on. The other cops all laughed nervously.
