This, my first bow kill:
I spotted a doe feeding on the edge of a field and in a browse line.

Snuck up to withing 10 yards of her and arrowed her thru the lungs.

Remembered reading something about letting an arrowed deer bleed out before tracking so I went back to my truck (not far) and had a cup of joe.

40-45 minutes later, I started tracking her, found a bubbly, bright pink bloody arrow.
Trailed her maybe 40 yards thru the browse line into a swale. She died there, lots of blood, thrashed swale and then I saw it.

Drag marks followed directly to the road, in full view of where she collapsed.

Someone else tagged my deer and stuffed her into their freezer.
I hope they puked on her.

I can understand the logic in, "it's only a deer, there will be others".
I will stand up for my kill next time if I get the chance.
Piss on thieves.