I rarely take a deer that has been running, but thanks to the 'Bowgrunter'... he paused just long enough. About ten minutes earlier a huge buck chased a doe through the brush at about a hundred yards west of my location. They were headed for the stand my daughter and son-in-law were in and did I ever get excited! We have buddy radios, and I let them know what was in the woods. The minutes dragged by. Nothing...no shots. Just the afternoon before I had dragged a ladder stand to a new tree, put a few of those reflective tacks up on the way out, and hoped I would be able find it in the dark. At 7:15, I was still trying to orient myself in my new area. Not too bad so far. Deer passed around me before first light, plus I had spotted that nice buck already. Suddenly, I heard a loud crashing behind me and knew that it was deer. I had been so intent on what might go on from the kids’ direction, that I had quit paying attention to what was going on around me. (Put another checkmark on my 'hunting mistakes to avoid' list... It's big!) The crashing noise turned out to be a nice buck on the trail of two does. I put the Bowgrunter in my mouth, which I had just switched from my bow jacket this morning, and tried to look for an opening through the brush. About that time, the two does turned and headed my direction. If they continued, they would almost run into my tree! I just pointed my shotgun toward a trail a few yards from my tree, made sure the buck was following, and waited. When the second doe was almost past, I blew on the grunter. Now I had buck fur in my scope, and had to blow again.... Loud! He finally paused and just long enough. As I studied the path of the buck to a blowdown about sixty yards away, I could not help but wonder where that 'BOW' shot had been all year. He was in the blowdown, but I could not see his head. It was hidden enough that I could not locate it in my binoculars, and could not count the points. We are allowed two bucks in Michigan, but one of them has to have at least four points on one side. About that time, I heard some more deer and turned to see two more does with another nice buck. I picked the gun up, then put it down. There was too much brush to count points, and I was not even sure about the first one. Their time limit must have been up, as they took off about then. I radioed the kids, but figured I had caused enough commotion, so decided to stay put before checking my deer. They had not seen the first buck earlier, but had just seen a three-legged doe go over my way and thought I had that one. I assured them that she was the one we sometimes feed at the house, and I had not seen her but had shot a nice buck of unknown points. Things finally slowed a little so I went over to check the buck, and was amazed that he had 10 very distinct points. I am so thankful and happy about that beautiful buck! We all saw deer and it was just a super day!