I stood with him for a bit and then proceeded to my stand hoping my turn would be next. It took about an hour or so for my husband to field dress the deer, and to go get the deer cart. Before he left the woods he walked by my stand and threw me his pretend horseshoe wishing me luck.
I then took a moment to pray, letting God know that it would be the coolest thing if both my husband and I could get bucks together. I cannot begin to tell you all the connection you feel with your spouse when you share such a joy and passion for a sport. Even more so when your hard work, commitment and patience pays off at the end.
It paid off
My husband had only moved about 80 yards past me after the passing of the horse shoe when I saw a deer running by the left side of my stand. I jumped up shouldered my Remington 1187 with scope and put the deer in my sights when out of the corner of my eye I saw another deer running. It was a buck a really Big Buck. My heart was pounding and I could barely move.
I aimed, shot and missed but that did not stop me, or the buck. The buck ran under my stand and stopped behind it right between two trees. I took a deep breath and squeezed the trigger; the deer kicked up and ran. I began to shake and, yes, I even cried thanking God for this day and what just took place.
Wait a bit
Buddy, my husband, came running over with a big smile on his face. I was still in my stand, I signed to him putting my index fingers above my head that I had just shot a Buck. I climbed down from my stand and asked Buddy to wait a bit before we tracked the deer. I knew I had shot the deer but it was not my average broadside shot. I shot him for behind, 20 feet up in the air. I wanted to make sure that we were giving the deer time to settle, just in case I had only injured him.