I went and sat in the blind waitin' for hogs yesterday. I changed my setup a little by sittin'back a little farther in the brush. The wind was perfectly comin from the north while I sat on the south side of the trail. I saw no hogs, but a nice doe walked up to within ten yards of me, and stood there broadside. I drew on her to see if she would bust me or not, and after sending an imaginary arra into her heart I slowly lowered by bow again. Seeing that doe so close made it worth gettin' up early.