Well.. After a few weekends of watching this deer and not many other deer, I decided to take him. Ive been waiting for a bigger deer, but I guess I just wanted to end this weekend on a good note... and I wasnt sure that I was going to be able to get another chance to bowhunt again this year in NY. Well, I got many pictures of him the day before and on the same day I shot him. Everyday he would stay in front of me for about an hour or two. Well on Sunday at 2:10 I decided I have watched him enough. We came 10-12 yards to my left and I let the arrow fly. I was scared, I thought I didnt hit him, even though I thought I actually saw the arrow hit him. He kicked his legs up so I knew that was a good sign. He ran about 20 yards and stood there for about 3 minutes. I was bleating and grunting at him trying to get him to come back. I was so mad at myself.. I kept thinking "Man, how the hell could I miss at 10 fricken yards" It actually looked like he started to eat, but I couldnt see too well because he was behind some thick brush. Then I heard him grunt and fall to the ground. I was so pumped. It ended up being a liver shot.

This is my 2nd deer ever and second with a bow ! Hopefully I will be able to get a big buck or doe this weekend to make it 3!

This is him the day before eating a mushroom:

Trying to take a creative picture.. I thought it came out pretty good:

My arrow stuck in the ground after wards:

There he is: