Mine was several years ago. I was out stump shooting with my longbow and a few arrows with judo points and rubber blunts. Heading back to the truck just at sundown, there was a clump of grass about 80 yards up ahead. The shadows kinda looked like a bird standing there, and it seemed a worthy target to try for, so I let fly with a blunt.

The wind was coming strong from the right, about 20-25 mph, so I aimed about 15 feet to the right and launched. The arrow went up, the wind caught it and started blowing it left at the top of it's trajectory and it began a sweet double axis arc, heading right at the clump of grass I was shooting for. Couldn't have been more perfect!

FOOMP! A cloud of feathers erupted from the bird-looking clump of grass.[:-]

I'd seen a whole lot of doves that day and this was a full 6 weeks after the close of dove season. I just knew I'd busted one and the game warden was going to swoop down upon me at any second.

It was a lucky shot that I hit what I was shooting at, considering the distance and wind. Even more lucky, it was quail season and that was what laying dead right behind that 'clump of grass.' It was the quail's shadow on thin screen of weeds that made it look like a clump of grass.