I arrowed one from my treestand while hunting whitetails in NE Wa. She came strolling through the saddle where I was set up smelling the does that had passed 1/2 hr before. I waited until her head was past me and behind some brush and let her have it. She started that whole tornado death spin and then stopped and looked up the tree straight at me. I just about crapped myself. Good thing she piled up a few seconds later. Fawn distress calls work well.
