Well I fooled ya because this one isn't about Kay.
I had barely sit down, hadn't had time to get ready. I was reaching in my pocket for my arm guard when I saw legs coming. She walked slow but steady,barely even a pause. Perhaps it was the horns coming close behind her that kept her moving. She was followed by a heavy horned 6pt, and then by ole halfrack, the buck I was hunting today. Halfrack had a real nice 4pt side with just a spike on the other. She was the first to feed and the bucks took their sweet time coming in. They all fed facing me for a good while and then eventually starting giving me some angles to consider. I was patient and waited for halfrack to get just right. I thought all the eyes were occupied but as I started my slow draw, I was struggling. The doc says I have a partially frozen shoulder whatever that is. Two courtizone shots haven't even fazed it. All I know is, it's very painful. It has kept me from practicing with my bow, something I love to do. I took one practice shot right before the season. Drawing the bow put tears in my eyes but I did it anyway. I knew when the time come I could draw it again. I always draw very slow on game but she caught me in the act. She took the 6pt with her as she left. Ole halfrack hesitated though. An obstruction kept me from aiming as low as I wanted. I should have let up but I shot anyway. Mother nature had cocked his trigger and ole halfrack's vitals weren't there when my arrow got to where they had been, heck neither was the rest of him. He trotted off like he didn't know what happened.
A couple knotheads came in, then a lone doe I knew from her wart, not the twins mother, she has twin doe fawns.
They fed for a while then wondered off. Not long after, she came in, very cautious. I did not recognize her. No special markings. She fed for a while and I watched the area for fawns that might be lagging behind. There were none. I finally decided to take this lone doe. I waited for the right angle, her head behind a tree. Again I drew slowly and put the pin low in the boiler room. I sent the carbon on it's way and the razor tip found it's mark. She only traveled a short distant before piling up. The noise scared the 6pt and ole halfrack. They had watched the whole thing go down from about 50 yds away. Of course, I didn't know I had an audience at the time. Oh well, that's what happens sometimes when you shoot a she.
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