Here is a piture of one of my does, and I apologize for the setting. No matter how many deer I shoot, I still get all frazzeld. I tell myself that I will use the camera that is with me to take a nice picture of the deer before I start field dressing. It never happens. I run around like a chicken with its head cut off. I think part of this is beacuse I am usually alone, and no one is there to calm me down.

The cutie in the picture is my wife, I took this the morning after.

Rick