Was traveling down the road in Ohio many years back,when a co-worker and I came upon a large buck that had been hit.I had quit hunting after the Army,but there were many vehicles lined up and down the road.The buck was large and had a nice rack,but both his legs were broken and hung on by skin.He was making the most awful sound ever.Bawling from pain and the presence of so many people.I walked up and grabbed him by the antlers and pulled as he pushed from the highway to a ditch.
There he continued to bawl and it was disturbing.I asked if anyone would or could put him down.All said no except one person.[I knew many of the pickups had rifles as I could see them in their gun racks!]A man walked over and said he had a 22 magnum under his seat and he would let me use it,but would not shoot it himself due to liability issues.I accepted his offer and went over and shot the buck in the head.Six times! All head shots and I was worried the last one would not do it but it did.I never forgot that as i thought they were all wussys to let an animal suffer.A Trooper came,and as luck would have it,a fridge truck was there and took the deer.The Trooper never took a report and went on his way.I felt bad about shooting the deer,but I felt disgust that no one else had the verve to do it.I did have some respect for the man who loaned me the pistol.