A retired game warden here in Nova Scotia told me a few great true tales.

One time they had set up the decoy deer down off a highway and he and his buddy hid down over the other side of the highway. Picture this: Along came a car, they spotted the deer and stopped, he told his wife to sit still, don't put the window down and be quiet. He went to the back of the car ,opened the trunk, got out his rifle and loaded it, meanwhile the warden came up out of the other ditch, warned the wife by putting his finger in front of his lips to be quiet, snuck up alongside the car, and just as the poacher , hidden behind the open trunk, pulled the trigger, the warden tapped him on the shoulder, gently taking the rifle and telling him he was under arrest.

They also have a decoy partridge, These two young fellows stopped for it one day, they got out and shot, when they realized it was the decoy, they commenced to beat it with a hockey stick from their trunk. When the wardens drove up, they charged them with hunting out of season, and willfully destroying government property.