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interesting, yesterday was the first day of our rifle season, i sat from 5 AM till 4:30 pm. didnt see a damn thing until 4:15 a line of does filed out of this private property. all were small or button bucks 9 in all. with a full freezer i let them walk despite wanting to shoot after 9 hours in a damn tree. the last deer out was a one horn exactly like the deer in the beginning of this tale. he walked fine but he was not the 9 or the 8 point i saw toward the end of archery so i let him wonder down to my friend who readily gave him a core-lokt 270 in the neck. so i came down and said what did you get, when he told me it would look familiar i knew it was the deer. sure enough it had a pussing wound on the shoulder but he looked good. when we skinned him all was well, when we cut the should off the rib cage was black and the smell cleared the garage of all human life, i had indeed hit too high, the deer was in sad shape. our local warden issued my friend a new buck tag. sad story comes to an end
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