Christmas eve I killed a small doe. She probably just lost her spots a few months ago. I just got back into hunting after a several year hiatus. Anyway, was creeping up to a plot at about 11:30 and saw movement through the trees. Slowly kept moving up to get a closer look and suddenly she jumped out in front of me. She was as surprised as me...then she turned to run and I shot her in the boiler room. Had pepper jack, Cajun and jalapeņo and cheese sausage made.
Next one is going down with the bow.