My first year at Camp Lawrence, back in the 50's, I had the honor of going out on a snipe hunt. We did have to let the counselors take the snipe away and release it. The next year, I got to help the newbie's on a snipe hunt.
One thing that amazed me was how much a snipe in a burlap bag looks like a brown feathered chicken.
Back to Mr. Bahre's house and his well-cared for snipe.