I was ground hunting in a makeshift blind of limbs and leafs. I seen 4 doe come into the wood lot, I was hunting at a dead run. One was heading straight for me, I actually about jumped out because I thought she was going to run me over. She finally turned just a hair to pass on the left side of the blind, My barrel was already resting on a limb, I had propt up on the tree. As she was passing i pulled the trigger. Couldn't have been more than 3 ft. from me and maybe 6" from the barrel. Never had the chance to even shoulder the gun but, she was so close there was no way, I could miss.

Probably could have shot one closer about 6yrs. ago. I was sitting in a barn overlooking a field and had a yearling (by hisself) come from the side, I was not watching. He was passing me at about 4 ft. by the time i caught him in my vision. He looked straight at me and stoped, then started to walk away. He got about 20ft. and turned and came back, Walked right up to me and was sniffing me, his nose was about a foot from my chest. After about 10sec. ( seemed like 10 min.) he just kinds trotted off, out to about 10ft. and looked back and then began on his way. I just set frozen in that chair and I could count his eyelashes. It was by far the coolest hunting moment, I have had. I have never had one that close again and probably, never will.