Appreciate you sharing that.
I'm a little embarrassed to admit it: had a perfect shot opportunity just a few hours ago and I didn't take it.
Light wind (almost nonexistent, though occasional gusts to 8mph) right in my face, the sun behind me, so I felt nearly invisible in the blind. Doe was standing almost perfectly broadside ever-so-slightly cheating away, just 12 feet away from the tip of my broadhead. She gave no indication of knowing I was there, even when I switched off the safety. My heart was pounding. But there was another doe with a spotted fawn just a couple feet beyond her, and even when I was reasonably certain I could take the shot without any risk to them... I just couldn't shake the fear that my bolt might pass through her and hit one of them. I don't yet have the experience I'd need to feel comfortably--re: knowing what a bolt is likely to do after passing through a deer.
Man, when all three of them calmly wandered off after a minute, the adrenaline let-down was rough, let me tell you. But I'm taking it as a good sign now--a sign that I made the right decision for me, ethically--that I'm not kicking myself. I'm a little disappointed, but I feel like I'd do the same thing if the same situation happened again.
These deer are here all the time, in various combinations, so I'm sure I'll get another chance soon. But damn if it wasn't the perfect combination of factors... Even the temperature is finally dropping to a point where I'm less worried than I was about making a super-fast recovery. (It was about 75 degrees today--still a touch warm, but at least no longer in the low 80s like it has been.)
So it goes.