I was hunting in Missouri once when a some young ladys came into are camp at night to ask us if we would help one of them find her deer. We did and tracking it down we came up on a gut pile no deer it was draged out to the road and gone. It was her first bow kill she almost broke down and cryed. We thought it may of been some coon hunter that came up on it and took it because we had heard some dogs running earlyer in the evening.