Gotta love it! That's why it's called hunting instead of killing. I know the feeling all to well. Last Sat. afternoon I was in my stand and hadn't seen anything for an hour. Then 2 yearling does appeared about 60 yards from my stand. They headed off across the field I was hunting but too far away for a shot. Then out of the timber 175 yards from my stand comes a decent 8 point buck. I watched him for about 5 minutes while he slowly worked his way down the field straight for me. Then I noticed that he had rubbed a 5 ft. cedar tree to death right under my stand. I got excited and waited for him to come to the tree. Just when he was about 40 yards from my stand, 2 does started to come out of the timber in the same place he came from. When he saw them he took off at a dead run with his nose to the ground and ram them back into the timber. I sat there and listened to them run through that timber for 45 minutes until it was dark. I haven't seen him since either.