Got up a tree stand early this morning, and could have killed either of 2 fair-size bucks, but opted to let them both go. The largest of the two came in as it was just getting light enough to shoot. He stood, for a long time, under a licking branch that was hiding the true size of his rack. Had a great visual on every hair, except the top of his head. Anyway, I let him and the smaller one go, hoping for a monster. This evening, a local "group" was turning out deer dogs and racing up and down the back road trying to catch dogs, or kill deer. My suspicions point to the latter. You would have thought these guys could at least wait a couple more weeks, but hell broke out early. Had one snort at the dogs(or me). Twas fun getting out there..