We just got back from Schleicher County today with the rut in full swing.  My youngest son John took this 8 pt, his first deer ever, Tuesday night on a low fence ranch we've been invited to hunt on for over the last 6 years or so.  Mr. Buck was chasing a doe and stopped just a second too long.  We aged him 4.5 YO, others think he might be 5.5 YO.

Considering the drought going on down there we were thankful just to get a opportunity to take a deer this year...imagine the heart thumping when this one showed-up.  As they say in ETX, this boy is RUINT!

We were hoping to get a look at a buck like this while we were hunting.  Saw this right off US 190 about midway between Eldorado and Menard.  He was with a doe while she was feeding right alongside the highway.

Got this via email.

Today, I had something very different happen to me at Burn's field.

This morning saw me sitting in my tri-pod, suffering thru 30 deg. temps with a biting NW wind in my face. Sure, some of you have it colder, but, this is Florida!! Right about the time I started to begin a stalk hunt (to warm up), seven does filled the end of the field and I picked out the one safe shot and dropped her in her tracks. The other does ran off, then slowly returned to stay around another 45 min.or so. When the last one started leaving, I began to get down as no Bucks wanted to come out and play.  Half-way down the ladder, I looked back into the field and saw my doe jerk!!!  By the way, she was only about 120 yds. away, so, to see her move, something bad was going on. At first I thought she had only been stunned with a high spine shot and was starting to get up. Then, I saw another body along side of her and I thought the .270 has shot thru her and hit another deer that was bunched up after all.  Then the object I couldn't make out, attacked the doe's head and was all balled up around it.  Yote ' ,  I thought!!!  I quickly climbed back into the shooting chair, re-attached my steady stick, centered the mass outline on the doe's head and squeezed the trigger. Puff of hair, no movement.

After getting down and easing over to the doe, attached you will see the huge  male bobcat that was trying to kill my dead doe.  He died instantly by my .270 injection, so quick in fact, he still had the death grip on the doe's neck.  I've never seen or heard of something like this in my life.  Even when I loaded the doe up on my carrier,! the bobcat was still attached to her neck.  While I haven't weighed the bobcat, the doe was in the 120 to 130 lb. range.  You can see how the bobcat was almost as long as she was.

Got this via email...not real sure you can legally do what they did, if true.

A lady found the fawn under her step (they think the doe might have been hit by a car) ... her Ridge Back dog is helping look after it. The family named the fawn Bella. Once she has regained her strength (she was not in good shape when the family found her) they are going to send her to some friends who (in the past) raised two orphan deer and released them to the wild. Right now she is being bottle fed. Their dog (Hogan) has basically taken over. The fawn even shares his bed.