The last couple of days where filled with delight and uncontrollable sadness
and anger.

Got to the lease about 2pm Wedensday changed and headed for the stand.
Checked the game camera and it was maxed out at 99 visits and the feeder was
all but empty so I decided not to hunt but to fill the feeder and check and
fill the other 3 feeders.

Got up about 5 am yesterday morning headed to the stand a nice brisk 20
degrees sat in the stand till lunch time without seeing a thing. Got down
went back to camp had some lunch and decided to hunt down in the bottom last night if no deer then possibly a hog.

Well I gets down there about 1:30 climbed up opened the fold up chair and
sat basking in the warm sun well it was a little to warm and I dozed off.

I hear a SNAP right behind me I open my eyes and the light is fading I look
around slowly and here comes a nice 10 point I slowly reached for the bow
and come to full draw hoping he comes to where I have a clean shot.
Well he does and stops right in the opening THWACK perfect shot just above
the heart.
He spins and runs straight back into the thickest $hit on the whole lease I
hear him crash good he has only gone about 40 yards.

Lower the bow and go get him it takes me all of 2 1/2 hours to drag that son
of a gun back the 40 yards did I say it was thick.
Gut him out and start the drag back up the hill to camp.
Once in camp I hoist him up into a tree so I can wash him out make 5 trips
back across the road to the well getting water.

I decided to spend the night cause it is late and I am totally stuffed.

Went to get the camera to take some pics but no I left it at home no
problems I will get some pics when I get back.

He had a 23" to 24" spread 8" to 9" brow tines and a perfect symetrical 4
each side rack I am guessing probably a 150 to 160 class buck.

Get up this morning about 8, pack up camp lower the deer into the back of the
truck and head home.

I pulled up in a small one horse town, I needed a cup of coffee and a hot breakfast as I have not had a coffee or a hot meal in the last couple of days.
My mistake here is where the anger and sadness come into play.

I was in the little slop joint for maybe 30 minutes at the most when I
pulled in there was no cars at all in the parking area.

From inside the joint I could not see the truck when I come out my
deer is gone.

I yelled out F*&^%$#@!&* the girl from the slop joint comes
running out to see what was going on and I tell her some low life mother
f*&^%$g son of a bitch has stolen my deer can she get the cops.

I wait for the cops to show up, they acted like I had interrupted there
dohnut time or something and where not all that interested in taking any
details.

So there went my only buck tag my first buck and no hope of ever getting it
back.
With about 2 weeks left of the season I wont be able to get back down there even if I can get a replacement tag.

Life for me really does suck at this moment in time.

End of Rant