Yea back when I use to gun hunt I shot a Doe and took out her spine. She managed to crawl 60' into some real thick pine trees about 6 feet tall. By the time I went to get her, it was pitched black and the only thing you could see were her eyes blinking at me. I remember saying under my breath "god I hope thats the deer and not the IT from steven Kings book." I had to crawl in and do the nasty. Slice the throat.

One other time my hunting buddy was in a tree before dawn and a scretch owl was 5 feet from him when it sctreched. He about sh@t his pants.