By the next weekend, the DNR had two hunters with dart guns in treestands and a third on the ground. Sunday evening, the regional director sighted Jughead, stalked to within 30 yards, and darted him cleanly. (The guy has to be a hunter. That’s my thinking, anyway.) The deer was down 15 to 20 minutes later. The mouth of the jar was of such heavy plastic that pruning shears were needed to cut through it. The buck was awarded a set of ear tags and given reversal drugs. Ninety minutes later, it was up and on its feet. At least one neighbor has seen it since then.