If anyone remembers, I asked what you would do regarding a doe I have living here that had a terribly infected rear left leg. Well, after a call to the game warden and showing him pictures he said to take her out by any means necessary. I sighted in the old .270 Weatherby, sat the comfy chair by the window and waited Texas style for her to come back to the corn across the pond

I saw her a couple of times but was never able to get a shot at her. I also noticed that her body weight was picking back up and she was starting to get around better. The foot on the leg has since fallen off but she is back with a group of deer, feeding, and she doesn't look all that bad. So, I think she might actually recover from this. So, I have put the rifle away and am hoping to see how she progresses.
I just thought it was interesting and another example of how amazingly tough these critters are. Also makes me think about how weak I am. Can you imagine your foot literally rotting off your leg and just going on as best you can? Awesome.