The very first deer I killed with a bow was a big doe that came in by herself. She didn't go far after the shot so I climbed down and left all my stuff back at the stand except for my knife and tag. As I'm elbow deep in doe innards, her fawn shows up and stands about 15 yards off, staring. Being the big softy that I am my first thought was... "dang, I should have brought my bow."