This didn't happen to me but many years ago when my father was a boy he will at time re-live this moment I am about to share.

Taken for his first hunt ever in Huntsville AL. my father was very eager to get out there and hunt and very much antisipating in see a deer and possible being able to harvent it.

Back then they managed to gather doe pee or esterus and when my father was dropped of to his hunting location, he was reminded to put the sent around and wait quietly.

Well, my father managed to put the sent all over his cloths? and began to wait. Hours past and still no sign. After a while he fell fast asleep in the gentle down fall of the snow, rolling into a small ball to keep warm.

When my father awoke, he did so with a fresh mound of deer poop six inches from his face, still steaming! and prints in the snow showing the deer going back into the woods.

Now thats a close one.

KEEP HUNTING THE GREAT OUTDOORS & GOD ALIVE, PASS IT ON!