No. My duck gun. As it happened, I came up to the spot where I heard my idjit brother turn loose a barrage of shots with a 30-06. I asked him what the hell was going on. He said there were deer everywhere. I said “Show me one.” There was a spike still eating grass...there had been a doe in heat, a nice buck, and at least this deer when he started shooting. I asked how many rounds he had left. He said “One.” I told him I’d back him up, which shouldn’t have been necessary at 60 yards with a broadside deer. He fired, and the deer kept grazing, so I fired.
Near as I can figure he’s ( my brither) left-eye dominant, shooting right-handed I won’t hunt with him, anymore.