Like several guys, I'll keep shooting til their down.
My last elk, I missed with my first shot and she trotted off, confused not knowing but hearing the shot, I stayed on her til she stopped quartering away, and after the recoil all I saw was her hooves up in the air. I missed her broadside at 300 but dropped her at 350 quartering.
I joke with guys I just wanted a harder shot to prove I'm a good shot!
But in all honesty I credit my Prairie Dog hunting of learning to STAY ON THE GUN after the first shot and keep your head in the game til its fully down. It was muscle memory to shoot, realize the miss and the elk runnkng off and rerack a shell automatically. I didnt panic, i didnt look at the gun or the scope. I just worked the bolt, kept my eye in the scope and stayed on her til she gave me another shot. And when she did, I pulled the trigger and she dropped like I cut the strings from her. Right thru the front right shoulder/collar and out the opposite lung. Bag, flop.
Now, one time as a 14 yr old kid, i was standing in the middle of the forest working up a ridge/small incline as my dad went off to blood track a deer he had shot. He just went up over a rise 75 yds ahead of me out of sight while I stayed at the "last blood" location. He was gone for maybe 5 min when I looked down the ridge and a spike buck was making his way towrds me. Just standing in the woods.
Being a "if its brown, its down" kinda kid. He was 75 yds from me, kinda looking at my straight on. He was between a bunch of trees, but I had a look at him straight on. I put my red dot slug scope right on the white patch under his neck and pulled the trigger. He bucked his head and reared back and snorted. And he struggled and kind of limped off out of sight. I threw my remaining two prayer shots at him. Then I reloaded as fast as I could and being a snot-nosed 14 yr old kid who didnt know any better, I tore after him and ran at him.
Every time Id see him Id throw another round at him. It was probably like a scene out of a movie, running and just heaving 20ga slugs at him as he and I moved thru the woods.
The interesting thing is this was a "small" 80 acre plot and we had like 8 of my family members hunting it. Each covering a piece. It always amazed me how deer could slip in/out/around the woods without being seen or shot at.
Anyway, there I was, a 14 yr old kid just takin pot shots at this spike running after it and reloading whenever I needed.
The spike finall made it to a clearing, right under my stand, and right next to a road when it laid down and just looked at me I bust out of the clearing.
I still remember it to this day. Taking a pause to look at this deer, as we locked eyes, 50 yds away. And I paused, and Ill be honest, I felt bad and really realized that I was taking an animal's life. It looked at me with those "doe eyes," and as gently raised the gun to end his suffering.
It was a real moment for me.
Here I was a young, blood lusty kid who had an exhilarating romp thru the forest doing my bear army/Rambo impression to be stopped stone cold sober at the end really realizing what I was doing. Ultimately to realize the only humane thing left to do was end its suffering.
All together, I had fired 8 rounds and hit it 5 times. It had holes in his neck, chest and hind quarters and finally the finishing one in the boiler room.
My brothers came down and were like "Jesus, that sounded like WWIII! Was all that shooting only you?" I nodded and we realized what happened.
My dad did end up finding his deer also.
But that moment has stuck with me so many times. Just all the emotions, all the shooting, and the real lessons of hunting that only taking an animal can teach.
Its the feeling that only a hunter can understand. And its odd that we humans place a value on an "ethical" kill, as opposes to a predatory animal like a bear or a hawk--they dont care, they just want/need food. Its us humans who wrestle with the morals and ethics of hunting and we place value on "doing it the right way." And we place a negative tone to it when not done "the right way."
I go back and forth all the time as a hunter with our prey and the animals I chase.