Once I was shooting at a dime sized spot at 25yds. (some friends and I would bet quarters on who could keep most shots in it). It was my turn to shoot when a bumbble- bee landed on the target and I hesitated. "Shoot the son-of-a-B said one fellow." I did. When we walked up to look at him (stuck to the target) my friend said "A good head shot, you didn't spoil the meat."
Robin