What wouldn' t I do, lol. Actually, I probably would have reached for the bow and tried to get the shot. But with the animal alert and moving, that may not have been a viable option. But, I still would have tried, lol.

I' ve had deer sneak in on me when I was asleep at the base of a tree. You know, off in a daydream and not paying attention to what I' m there for. Anyway, the first and next to last time it happened was kind of comical. I had stopped my still hunting in late morning because it was July and the heat of the sun was starting to beat me up some. I' d chosen a shady spot and layed my bow down next to me as I sat with my back up against the larger of the trees. As I leaned back and got comfortable, I noted that my scent was blowing in the direction that I was looking, so I figured no sane critter would walk in on me and I decided to close me eyes and catch a couple of winks. No sooner had I drifted off when I was startled back awake by a noise. There it was again and it was coming from behind me. I reached for my bow, drew an arrow from the Selway quiver attached to the old widow recurve and nocked it to the string. Ever so slowly I turned my head to try and get a look at what was making the racket, but the tree blocked my vision and because of the surrounding brush and trees, I knew that I' d have to at least get up off my butt and onto my knees so' s I could get a better look see. So as quiet as I could, I got to my knees and readied my bow. I peered around the tree and danged if a big ol doe wasn' t doing the same thing in my direction, lol. We were eyeball to eyeball and stayed that way for what seemed a heck of a long time, but probably wasn' t. She got tired of the staredown and moved off. I just couldn' t help but laugh out loud at what had just taken place. I look at it as one of my most memorable hunts, even though we can' t hunt does and I never did see a shootable buck all season long.