My new friend, that I brought home with me. I found him, lost, wandering in the woods. Isn't he just cute?
Probably tasty too...
6 pointer
I didn't get out until yesterday morning. He walked by me in the morning; he was at my 4 o'clock, I wasn't about to take a "Texas heart shot," as that's what he'd left me with by the time I got turned to face him. He slowly disappeared into the brush without leaving me a clear shot.
After going in for breakfast, I went back to the same spot. He came from another side approaching a scrape line.
I needed some meat in the freezer, so I sent him an invitation in the form of a 140 gr Barnes TSX. That 7mm-08 is rather persuasive.

I definately made sure he was in no condition to make an escape with my rifle mounted, before I took the pic.
“The art of war teaches us to rely not on the likelihood of the enemy's not coming, but on our own readiness to receive him; not on the chance of his not attacking, but rather on the fact that we have made our position unassailable.”