Is it better to die from a hunter’s bullet or an arrow? Either one would seem preferable to what actually happened to this nine-point buck northwest of Dalhart in the Texas Panhandle:
"…the magnificent buck in the prime of life merely limps in painful increments from the feeder to the tall grass, the grass to live oak, live oak to cedar and, finally, out of sight."
Mike Leggett, the Austin daily’s often-eloquent outdoors writer, describes the sad end of a whitetail buck.
THE TEXAS SCRIBBLER 