On Friday night, Joel came in from hunting and was all pissy because he gave a deer a 'haircut' and lost his arrow all in one shot. Well, my dad and I kept telling him that if his arrow wasnt in the line of his shot, maybe, just maybe, it was in a deer.
On Saturday, he calls me from his stand and says ' I see blood, I called your dad, he is going to help me track'. Okay....well guess what they found about 25 yards from where he had his 'horrbile, haircutting shot'. A deer...a dead deer...with the arrow still in it!!
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