I saw a set of antlers sticking out of the brush today, I put my cross hairs on them and waited for him to get up. When he finally stood up I put one behind his shoulder, he jumped the fence he was laying next to and fell over. When I approached I noticed that some other sloppy hunter had already shot off his left hind leg, and blew off half his right hind quarter. I thought to myself that he was an amazing animal being able to jump a fence with his previous injuries and my 130 grain interbond through his lungs. Before I finished the job the other guy started his injuries were not immediately life threatening, he could have suffered for days. I am thankful that things turned out the way they they did, I put my tag on him and took him home.


"Before you criticize someone, walk a mile in their shoes. That way, you'll be a mile from them, and you'll have their shoes."