Zorro found his third deer yesterday. It was a doe.... ran 350 yards. Shot with a crossbow, the bolt was covered in stomach material. The hunter bumped it when he got down, but he didn't know that. (We found the bed only about 60 yards from the hit site. No visible blood, but it must have been leaking something, because he found it within 15 minutes. I'm having a ball watching him work and learning to read him. He is so excited we I tell him "Find It, Zorro, Find it!" he loves it!