We got back at about 6:45 this morning and she was not where we left her laying in the field. And, the weather forecast was extremely wrong as we had a thunderstorm last night which got rid of most of the 5 inches of snow on the ground. Tough road ahead....

We found the two places she bedded in the field and each had a little bit of blood in them, not much though and there are so many deer tracks in the field that we could not pick hers out, and there was no blood anywhere. This is a 30 acre picked cornfield surrounded by cattle pasture and a 4 strand barb wire fence. We started walking the fence all the way around the field looking for where she may have had trouble getting over or through it. No luck. A small finger of the fence juts into a piece of woods filled with deep ravines so I headed into there. Just off the field I looked and saw a deer bedded 30 yards ahead with her neck stretched out on the ground like how a dog lays. I put the gun up and and slowly moved towards her but she did not move. I got within ten yards and there had been no movement then suddenly a blink and I finished it from there. We got her!

Everyones, inluding mine, guess was wrong. The 20 ga slug entered back from the gut at the very beginning of the back ham and there was no blood around the entry hole nor in the three beds she had spent the night in. It hit no guts or vitals. The way she hunched and walked away I was sure of a gutshot

BUT we waited, we gave her 13.5 hours before starting and we found her in her bed. I am assuming she got very stiff over night and attempted to hide rather than run. I CANNOT PREACH ENOUGH THE IMPORTANCE OF WAITING TO TAKE UP THE TRAIL. Had we started after her she would have been gone with zero blood loss and nothing to follow. IF YOU DONT KNOW WHERE YOU HIT THEM AND WEATHER IS NOT A FACTOR, WAIT WAIT WAIT!!! Anyway a happy ending and a excellent lesson for my sister.