After having back surgery last august. I was lucky enough to get to sit a few days with my families crossbow during the middle of the general season. Being clumsy and awkward with it, I had this guy give me two quick glances in one day. With no hope of actually catching him with a shot, I hoped he made it through the season to give me another chance. So, I was a just a little excited when he decided to start coming back to my feeder this summer. Maybe this year my bow and I can get the jump on him. We named him “sneaky pete” as in repeat.