Not a long shot but....lucky??!
We were hunting pheasants in the Bighorn basin of Wyoming. An area that had some nice Whitetail bucks. I'd shot a rooster that sailed onto private ground. As my dog retrieved, my brother yelled that his dog was getting birdy. I hightailed it back into the action. Moments later my dog went on point and a rooster came up, hard to the right. I swung and pulled...and it blew into a "thousand" pieces.
I'd slipped in a slug that was intended for one of those Whitetails. *#$&!!
