It was I. Went back behind my buddy's house about 4:15 for the first time this year. Same place Greyson killed his last 2 bucks. Before I could pull my bow up I had a young 8 point come trotting up to my tree. Guessing he seen me come along the field. Then it was quiet except squirrels until about 5:45 when a button buck came hopping and running around acting goofy. He kept looking back where he came and eventually went back that way. I hit my grunt like a tending buck and grabbed my bow. Within a minute this guy came from the thicket 50 yards away right to me. He stopped at 30 yards behind a tree for a minute then came right down the trail perfectly. I stopped him at 15 yards and took my time. He made about a 50 yard loop and knocked over a dead tree and went spinning. Was a 50 yard drag to the field edge and my buddy drove right up to me. We were home and had him hung before dark.