Heart-Shattered Doe

I took her from about 70 yards while we were preparing to exit. R had seen a doe cross the road and stopped the truck. A second doe ran out and was too fast for me to take a shot at. I then set the rifle down on the car door to use it as a rest and while I was waiting, a third doe popped up. I didn't fully settle into my shot but I took the shot anyway. She took a few steps forward then did a 180 turn so R and I weren't so sure that I actually hit her until we drove up to the spot. Sure enough, lots of blood-spatters so we knew I got her. Twenty yards and plenty of blood and a coughed-up chunk of lung later, we found her.



Also on a random side-note, here's how NOT to do combat archery...