My Dad had Michael Scott of Superstition Creations in Mesa do the same thing. Similar to this. He took in a bear ,my lion and a big black coati mundi from my Dad and a 6x6 Muley. My Dad has hunted and fished with him for 45 years and considered him his best friend. Then when Dad got sick and We lost Grandma. Dad didn't have any contact with Michael for about 6 months. Then Dad contacted Him. Just to bed told that Michaels freezer went out and he threw all my Dad's trophies away. Dad has never spoken to him since. Dad promised him a butt kicking. But he is a wuss and always hides. Last year Dad drove up to area nine during rifle season looking for him. Good thing Dad didn't find him. Dad would have probably shot him and left him laying. I really hope for Michaels sake Dad don't ever catches him out. 😳
