Luck can turn on a dime.
I went back to where I'd been seeing small bucks for days, and my luck finally took a turn for the better.... and then it got even better!
I'd forgotten my grunt call, so I was sitting up the tree and doing an occasional grunt by mouth, which was sounding pretty good, and watching the squirrels frolic.
Caught the 8 pointer sneaking in from the other side of the creek at about 75 yards.
The .45 caliber powerbelt placed high in the shoulder dropped him in his tracks, but he was kicking a bit, so I climbed down and reloaded.
He was finished when I got to him.
I was standing over him and planning my drag strategy when a doe came trotting down the hillside, almost ran over me, and hung a sharp left outta there.
The six pointer was a few seconds behind her.
He stopped facing me at 35 yards, and then turned just enough to allow for a good shot.
I couldn't get the high shoulder on him, but I drilled him through through the heart.
He whirled and ran about 70 yards in the direction of the field (good deer!) and expired.
Sure am glad I reloaded 
As you idea, Your picture don't very warm and wet. Have much die of bird. I think this isn't only a game.
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