I shot a doe once with a 20 gauge. It donkey kicked and ran off with the group. There was alot of blood. My dad tracked it and we caught up to the group and i shot at it again. still no no dead deer. My dad tracked it and caught up to it again.(I was impressed by his skill) It crossed the river and disappeared. We covered alot of ground. it reminded me of a time I found a deer skeleton under a bush along side a creek with an arrow in it. There is a point were knowledge becomes wisdom......