Can a Felon Become a Mission President?

So, last Thursday morning I'm awakened by Danny rushing into our bedroom and announcing, "Oh no! I think I just killed a deer!"
Yep. He'd woken up early and was reading his scriptures when he saw one of those stupid deer in our yard, coming to eat more of our plants. So out came the pellet gun to scare the dumb deer away. Only, the pellet must have gone strong and straight to the heart, because as soon as Danny shot it, the deer toppled over and fell down the hill and landed in front of our door.
What was Danny to do? He wasn't trying to kill the thing -- he was just trying to protect our yard and scare it away. And he didn't want to eat it, but he didn't want to waste the meat either. Pops always taught him "If you kill it, you eat it." So, Danny decided to do the "right" thing and call animal control and let them know what happened.
Next thing we know, there are THREE COP CARS at our house. Since Danny is the dangerous criminal type and a serious crime had been committed, you know. Haha! The cops were telling him that it was a felony offense and Danny was guilty of poaching and that it is against the law to even shoot a BB gun anywhere in Provo City limits, even on your own property! And, since it was a "serious offense" involving the death of a deer, each deer of which is "highly valued ($400) by the state of Utah," the cops had to call in REINFORCMENTS -- the Department of Wildlife and Forestry. Three cop cars weren't enough. We needed four to handle a serious criminal like Danny.
All of this (possibly charging Danny with a FELONY!), because Danny tried to do the "right" thing and tell the cops that he accidently killed the deer. A tiny deer he could've easily put in a bag in a park dumpster and nobody would've ever known. DANNY called the cops. He wasn't a dangerous or sneaky criminal caught in the act, or turned in by neighbors. He was a good guy who was trying to do the "right" thing. And getting treated pretty harshly because of it. Was calling the cops really the "right" thing to do? I'm not so sure anymore.
So, several hours later (I'm not exaggerating -- the cops wasted our morning on this), the police and  wildlife guys finally left us with a ticket/citation and a fine.
Later that night I was talking with my bookclub ladies about the whole ordeal, and mentioned that if we packed our bags and moved to Argentina in a few months, they'd know why (we'd be escaping the law!). My friend Linda laughed and said she thought Danny would be called as a mission president in Argentina instead. Oh really? For some reason I don't think that they call convicted felons to be mission presidents... :)  If he can escape this felony for shooting a deer in his yard with a BB gun, maybe there's still a chance. I do think Danny would make an awesome MP someday! :)

Here's Davis "finishing" the deer off with his bow and arrow.

And the mighty hunter is finishing it off some more. He had to get it from every angle.