Last Saturday, I got winded by two does before I saw them. I hit my fawn bleat to try and stop them, to no avail. About five minutes later, I used my lil can (for early season) to try and lure them back. Five minutes after that, a different doe came out about eighty yards away. I never got a shot, but I was pretty excited. It was the first deer that I have ever called in. If the same scenario replays itself during riffle season, she will be in the freezer.