This is my deer. In case the image isn't clear enough, it has eight points. The spread(measurement between the outer antlers) is eighteen inches.If I didn't understand hunting before, a lot has been cleared up. There is no way to describe what it feels like to get the shot and take it. I don't feel guilty killing Bambi's dad-there's just one less deer for me to hit with the Yaris. I actually got the shot coming home because body parts had become numb. I had no rest and no tree to stand behind. I was sneaking through the woods headed towards heat and heard him in the distance. I kept quiet and kept moving-and so did he. When I got him in the cross hairs of the scope I pulled the trigger and I saw him go down. Then, my husband showed me how to follow a near impossible blood trail. These antlers are going up on the wall.
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