Went over to the place by the pond this afternoon and got up in my stand about 4. Picked me out a small bush about 15 yards out and fired a test arrow at it from my longbow, bulls eye, one dead bush.Had a doe and 2 fawns come in, the fawns went to eat'n but the doe smelled a rat and also my trail and backtrailed me for a couple of 100 yards up the road where I had walked in. About the time she came back the fawns spooked and a good 8 piont ran in and went to eat'n. He ate for 10 minutes about 20 yards from me but kept his butt to me the whole time. I'm play'n statue all the while with a cough want'n to start, my nose itch'n and some kind'a bug make'n it's way down my neck, but I didn't move. Sure enough Mr. Buck turns to head to the pond and stops, broad sided at 15 yards right beside the bush I'd shot. I come to a full draw, concentrate on a small spot high on his side, since I'm about 16 feet above him, and let one fly. It flies straight and perfect, left and right, but about an inch over his back. He trots off about 20 yards behind me, looks back at the arrow stick'n in the ground and walks a few more feet behind me and takes a long drink out of the pond and then spends the next 45 minutes feed'n on honeysuckles and greenbriers within sight of me before move'n on off. We'll see if I do any better on the second pitch tomarrow.