Last fall during rifle season my wife and I stopped by my parents to load hay for our horses after work. I bet my wife that there would be some deer in the field behind the barn. Sure enough we pulled up and behind the barn andabout 70 yards out were four does. I pulled out the old7mm Mauser, flipped in a fewshells,and let one have it. the only thing that slowed me down was that my parents goats hadn't eaten yet for the evening and were jumping all around thinking I would feed them. Hah. All they got was an ear full of WHAMMY!