[Dan]

Many years past I was deer hunting and had the good fortune to take a buck. After field dressing the deer I remembered wiping my bloody hands over a fallen log and then after a long and tiring drag drove home. After getting home my (Former) wife inquired as to were my gold wedding band was. I stood there thinking for a while and then surmised that it came off while field dressing that deer. I grabbed a flashlight and headed back to that spot and sure enough found my ring lying on top of the blood stained leaves under that fallen log.