"When life gives you lemons, make lemonade." Our spotter's helicopter had maintenance issues, but if today's test flight goes well, I'll be celebrating the 4th by mugging momma gators for their eggs (by permit), which we'll hatch and sell to the gator farms for stock. And while the only remaining hide market is for clean (no scars) farm-raised hides, come the first Wednesday in September, we'll be fishing wild ones (under permit) to get them out of the hunted marshes and make a little on the meat.
Re: the black-bellies, they're quite call responsive. I use a herding dog whistle, which isn't as true to their normal whislte as a squirrel whistle can be, but is much louder and does a greater variety of their sounds better. Keep one on the string with my EDC dog whistles, so I can mess with the squealers seen on our country exercise rounds. Yesterday brought them within easy gunshot of a walking man in a white T with a dog messing around nearby with a little of every sound I know them to make: normal 2-note whistles, whistles ending in chatter, fighting chatter alone and even alarm "chucks" and the screams they make when hurt or something's got 'em. Coming to check out another's troubles has gotten a lot of the initially most distant ones killed.