I accidently shot a dumb one with a bow one time. They man that leases our land to grow soybeans had plowed one of the fields the day before and I had been out stump shooting. On my way back, I was cresting a hill and saw four walking around grabbing worms, so I dropped down and crawled a little closer. When I got too close, three of them took off. I raised up and drew at the same time and let the arrow go. The fourth bird had his mind on worms and waited too long. I will admit, it was a lucky shot. I have his claws hanging on one of my quivers.