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Just like on tv, "it was the last day of my 6 day hunt!". We went out the last morning and he responded to our second set of cow calls. He came in, grunting all the way. He was walking by me at 40 yards, I was already drawn and waiting for him to stop. Finally I grunted at him, he stopped and quartered slightly towards me. I shot, hitting one lung and the liver. He went about 200 yards and then "Down went Frazier!".