Well last night I got blanked on seeing deer until I lowered my bow.
I am a firm believer in when legal shooting time is over, and there are no deer around you, get out of your stand. So last night legal shooting time eneded, I took a look around and started to pack up. I lowered my bow, and herd a deer coming up behind me. As my bow hung next to the tree I can hear the deer getting closer. Now I can see the little twirp, I am pretty sure he is the button I have been seeing. He takes a sniff of my bow, and then he LICKS it. The little twirp has some nerve to lick another man's bow[:@]
I should have pulled my bow up and stuck an arrow in the little twirp[8D]
I told my Dad he just wanted to know what death tasted like
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"it's not that I am lazy, I just don't care"
LOL, I played with a button last year too... We had tons of pics of him (and no other deer, though we saw a ton last year) on our gamecam. My husband said, let's let this deer grow a little, we won't shoot him this year. Ooops... I couldn't help it, I didn't know it was him... I thought it was a doe. lol
Turned out to be a good thing though, cuz it was the only deer we got between the two of us last year...
I coulda tagged a button last night myself. Little guy came right in on a string to "the Can". A doe, a nice buck, anything coulda been on the business end of my muzzy but nooo it was a button buck..let him walk, right under me!
I spooked one last weekend with just the movement of my jacket. He couldn't see me and I don't think he scented me. There was no wind. He took off in a hurry but almost gave me another shot at 30 but a doe that I didn't know was behind me made him all the wiser.
Tom
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I have come to understand that I really enjoy learning things the hard way.
Buttons certainly are the dumbest of the bunch, i had one last night watch me get out of my tree, walk down the trail near him and walk within 20 yards before he started to walk off. Why cant his granddaddy do that???????
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Buttons are the smart ones
