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I live in the country here in Michigan. Thursday night around 430, while making dinner, had a small herd of 5 does come wandering across the road towards my front door. Literally, they turned to the south 5 yards from the steps, walked around the south wall and kept going towards the corn field. They were as big as small horses. My kids were screaming with excitement. I have a private land antlerless tag, so I got my bow but could not get around the house for an ambush. My wife popped open the bathroom window and with me leaning with my back on the procelain throne, kneeling against the window seat, I took my shot from 10 yards. I would like to say it was a perfect "boilerroom" shot, but that would be lying. My 6 yr old whooped it up at the last second "YEE HAW GET HIM DAD!!!!!!", the doe nearest jerked around as I let fly. The bottom limb smacked the bench in front of me, the arrow skittered off into the snow, lost til spring, and the deer took off. We see them now in the distance in the soybean field, maybe they will come back thru. It was a moment that as my kids get older they will always remember that dad is the ******* shooting thru the bathroom window and maybe don't laugh too hard at me. ;D