Was hunting with a guy in Wy in 92 when we saw 3 bucks go over the top of a ridge. Smallish 4 point, great buck right @ 30" and a nice non-typical. As soon as they topped out we hustled to where we last saw them. We were surprised to find a open, sagebrush flat. We spread out about 60 yards apart and slowly started pushing the flat. The non-typical jumped up infront of him, angling away from me. He shot at about 40 yards and grazed the buck at the very top of his shoulder. When I looked at the buck through my scope, I could see a flap of hide flopping every bound. He was alot closer and had already drawn blood so I waited. After he missed his second shot, I made a pretty good Texas heart shot at about 150 yards. Buck went down and got back up, staggering. I put the crosshairs on his neck and waited. I heard the other guy yelling, so still looking through the scope, I yelled to see if he wanted me to finish it. The fool was yelling and running towards the buck. He ran right into the view of my scope. Scared the heII outta me. Anyways, although his shot wouldn't have had any lasting effects on buck,I never even brought up the fact that my shot killed him. He actually mentioned it to me when he got his mount back. No hard feelings about the buck but we never hunted together again because I don't trust someone gets so excited he throws safety and common sense out.
