I took Samuel out deer hunting this morning. Just before sunrise a doe walked out and Samuel took the shot. When we got out of the stand we walked to where we thought it was when he shot it. We couldn't find any blood or evidence the deer had been hit. I even crawled around on the ground and couldn't find anything. So after looking for awhile, we decided he had missed completely so we got back up in the stand. About an hour later, this big boy walked out about a hundred yards away and promptly met his maker. While walking back to the house, we all of a sudden found a blood trail from the first deer about 50 yards further away than we thought he was when Samuel shot. So... now we have a lot of meat.