Brother-in-law took all three of my sons to the central Texas hill country yesterday to wrap up the "regular" deer season. Poor dad had to stay home & work so he can keep paying for their ammunition.

My 8-year-old middle son connected on a doe this evening...pretty severe downhill angle at around 80 yards but he made a clean heart shot on her (that's the exit wound in the picture). He has yet to miss or lose an animal; I'm afraid when that day comes he'll be crushed but for now he thinks "bang / flop" is the way this game is played.

Hopefully big brother will get a chance at a buck in the morning.