Hell, i spent a great deal of my youth wandering the desert near Ridgecrest, miles from home, with a canteen and a sac lunch.
I've also seen CPS overreach, but that was Kalifornistan. I was playing sand lot baseball with some friends and took a fastball to the face. Broke my cheekbone and nose, and swelled my eye shut. Lady across the street called CPS telling them my mother had done it. No matter what I or my friends said, they didn't want to believe that I had *gasp* gotten hurt playing. To them, it HAD to be abuse.
Anyways, the abuse in my household was purely psychological. LOL