I have two daughters, and after I took this Zebra in 2006, even though the little one likes to go to the field with me they both made me promise never to shoot another Zebra.

That promise was nullified when their dog chewed a hole in my rug, so hopefully one day soon I'll get another one.

I shot this one in the chest quartering to me, from about 50 yards with a .375 Ultra Mag, and the bullet traveled the complete length of the body inside and stopped (just about perfectly mushroomed) under the skin on the opposite hindquarter.