This quote was pulled from the .45ACP for deer hunting thread. It just fit well with what happened to me this evening.
I've yet to see a deer reading an energy table.
Apparently the one I shot this evening HAD been reading its energy tables and KNEW that a .38 Special equivalent load was NOT supposed to kill it!!!
Wifey just walked in the door as I was chatting on the phone with Tigger. She tells me of a doe laying on the berm just down the road...when she drove by the deer was flopping like crazy. I practically hang up on Tigger, grab the RBH .357 Magnum, load it with my light 158gr SWC (800fps) fodder and jump in the car.
Just down the road I find the deer laying in the grass, head raised but in rough shape. I walk over, hold the muzzle 6" from her forehead and let her have it. At the shot she slumped and started kicking like crazy. After 15 seconds it was over.
I grabbed her by the feet, throw her in the trunk and go to a local farmers house...about a ten minute drive. Henry and I pop the trunk to find the doe still breathing and starting to kick!! She calmed for a second, we grabbed her and yanked her out. As he got the gambrel ready, she kept breathing for another 5 minutes, Henry sliced her throat, and for ANOTHER five minutes she was breathing and still kicking from time to time.
Lesson of the story...I don't really know. Next time I'm just going to shoot for the heart I guess!!