Was very kindly invited out shooting by one of the members on here. We were going to shoot some foxes and he drove us to a permission in East Sussex. Loads of fallow around, including a few prickets which will be less safe come August but after a bit of foliage maintenance we climbed into the double high seat. The whole permission is only about 15 acres, what we could see anyway.
He set up his caller in the middle of the field and we waited.
After a short while, well before it got dark, he noticed a dark shape off to one side. It was a muntjac buck. First one I've ever seen and the first he's ever seen on any of his ground in this part of the country. After a bit of squeaking he stood still enough to present a shot and I fired, hitting him in the heart as it turned out. He ran about 10m then died without a twitch. I was using my .223 with Federal 50gr HP.
Feeling absolutely chuffed to bits and still shaking from the adrenalin, we climbed back into the seat. Shortly after that, a fox came right up to the caller, close enough that I was worried I might hit it but then he moved a few feet away and met the same fate, dropping on the spot.
Still buzzing now...