late last october i went out to my cabin and seen a dead buck laying across the river. i went to the truck to get some binocs and when i got back to glass the dead dear i spotted another buck behind it about 75yds or so. I watched the other buck come up on the dead buck, stared at it for few minutes, tried to fight it, stared at it some more, tried to fight it again. He was not feeling sorry at all. deer do not feel sorry for their dead friends, and i doubt they call them friends. i did have a fawn come back to the spot where i shot her mother once, dont think that was because she was feeling bad, more confused than anything else.

back to the dead buck, ended up being a bad bow kill with a less than ambitious traker. Dont know how long it was there but was to ripe for the taking by the time i found it.