Thought I would share an outing with you that didnt go too well a bit back.
I took my stalking mate Andy to an estate a couple of miles from home to do a bit of Muntjac stalking.
We got there plenty early enough and stalked up a ride to the area I entended to leave Andy.
As we stalked up the ride approaching a small clearing with some young trees a very nice Muntjac buck stepped on to the ride, Andy got on the scope on him just in time to see him walk back in. I left Andy at the top of a bank over looking the clearing and continued on my way with "Max" my Gsp.
We stalked up the side of a pheasant pen and joined a ride, as we stalked along Max was winding a deer on the bank above us, eventually I got to the end of the ride without seeing a deer. Max was so convinced there as a deer there I stalked back along the ride retracing my steps about the point where he was indicting the deer suddenley a Muntjac buck burst out if a holly bush, barking as he went. He stopped up the bank behind another holly bush and continued to bark for about ten minutes, all the time I was giving little peeps on the buttalo keeping his attention. Evenually he edged foward giving me a clear neck shot off the sticks. The little .243 75 grain hollow point found its mark and with a thump and I saw the deer collapse in the scope. Great job done or so I thought
I walked up the bank with Max walking to heel as normal, when i got to the Muntjac he was stretched out on the floor, I got to within four foot of it and suddenley it was up like a shot and took off down the hill.
Max is 3 years old next month and has never been used on a deer in anger, with out really thinking I sent him and within a few strides he was on the buck grabbing a back leg and then they went rolling down the steep bank together. I took off after them and as they hit the bottom they seperated and the buck was up again, Max was back on him in a flash and this time held him by the neck by the time I got there, the buck was just about dead and after getting Max off him I made 100%
So mixed emotions I was stressed by the suffering of the Muntjac caused by my shooting, then a panick when I checked the dog to see if we had got on the wrong end of one of the bucks tusks but chuffed to bits with my dog for sorting out my cock up.
I really hope he never has to do it again but it is very reassuring having a dog I now is more than capable of sorting any disasters walking by my side.
I have included a photo of the bullet damage to the bucks neck, I'm still amazed he ran at all, I obviousley hadn't hit the vertabrae but the damage was quite severe.
Another lesson learn't by a very proud dog owner