It is I thought he busted me now I think he may have just been nervous and knew something wasn't right. After I thought he saw me and took off I started getting pictures off him right at dark again for 2 days straight. Got off work in time yesterday evening and the wind was right so I went. Jumped 6 doe walking in and watched them run off. Shaking my head thinking I blew it I went ahead and set up. It's super thick where I'm hunting can't see one coming to they are right on you. Right at dark he just popped up out of no where. I thought he was very slight quartering to me more broadside so I took the shot at 15 yards. He kicked up and ran recklessly like a good shot. I honestly was waiting to see him fall or hear him crash. Never did so I started getting worried waited about 30 mins and got down found my arrow. Complete pass threw covered in blood but reeked liked guts. Not much visible blood except at point of impact so I started to panic a little. I knew the best thing was to back out so I did. Called up a David Jones he was at work and we both agreed it would be better to wait till morning specially if all that was hit was gut. We started the track at 620 and his dog went straight to him and we was back at the truck at 645. He didn't run 150 yards where he bedded down and died. It was for sure a gut shot he must have been quartering way more to me than I realized cause the shot placement was where I aimed thinking he was more broadside but the arrow exited out in front of the hindquarter. Just happy we found and the meat was still good to he hadn't been dead to long when he found him. David and his dog did awesome and he is a great guy might not have ever found him without them there was hardly even any blood in the bucks bed and he bedded down in a super thick briar thicket.