I kind of feel bad about the deer I wound up getting. I live in a large area of homes subdivisions (about 1200 homes with scattered wooded areas) and we've been blessed to have a doe and her triplets, which everyone has gotten to watch grow. I even held one as a fawn early this spring. Dogs being walked, people petting them on occasion...they never got spooked or felt threatened here. Last week, I stopped to see mom and kids graving by the road, and 10 minutes later, one had been hit, and whomever hit her kept going. Front leg badly broken, a Police Officer asked if I had a knife. I'm not squeamish in the slightest, but bleeding out this small yearling doe was like putting down a beloved pet....only dressed out to 20#, and the most fat laden meat I've ever seen in a deer.
Last edited by Rainman; 11/11/15 05:19 PM.
