Husband was bow hunting and shot a deer because her hind leg was badly broken and she was suffering. He came home to get flashlights and I came along.LOL sounds like fun what fueled that event? I've been lost once deer hunting 1987. It was my my DH at the time "teaching me" to use a compass. Found my way back and bagged a deer on the way!
We found her that night and she was resting. Went back in the morning and she was dead. Didn't retrieve the carcass, just left it.
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