Two Bucks, One Arrow

Friday:

"My daughter called me." Brian
"Yeah." Me
"She was out in the back woods with her bow.  A doe walked by.  She pulled the arrow back, but was watching to see where she was going to hit instead of looking through the sites."
"And."
"She missed it."
"Who's she out in the woods with?"
"No one. Just huntin' by herself."
"How old is she?"
"Fifteen."
"Wow.  That's pretty badass.  A chick hunting by herself."


Saturday:

"My daughter just called me." Brian
"Yeah, is she hunting again?" Me
"She said she was in the stand and watched a doe walk-by."
"Didn't shoot?"
"No.  She waited.  Then an eight point buck walked by grunting after the doe.  She shot him and the arrow when right through him.  He walked off some ways and stopped.  Watched him drop to the ground."
"No shit."
"She got down out of the stand, picked up her arrow and went back in the stand.  Twelve minutes later a six point buck walked by.  Shot him in the heart and he dropped right there."
"Why did she get back in the stand?"
"I told her if she shoots a doe, wait for the buck to come looking for her."
"What's the deal with only one arrow."
"I told her to only take one out.  You want to prove yourself, than only take one shot.  She got two with one arrow."
"Holy fuck."
"She wants me to buy her those Pink Lady arrows.  I told her only if she shoots a deer.  For shooting two bucks with one arrow...yeah, I gotta get her those Pink Lady arrows now."