When my oldest brother was stationed up in Fort greely Alaska one of his superiors shot s huge moose.he lifted its head and put his rifle in the antlers for a picture, the moose got up and took off. Never to be seen again.
Some where up in Alaska says a rifle & scope that by now is a useless piece of rotted wood and rusted steel.
Back in the late 70's,some guys I worked with went hunting,upstate.Very inexperienced hunters from Harlem,3 of them in a Caddy,El Dorado, one of them shot a bear,but it was the day before bear opened,back then bear opened later than deer.In a panic,they hurriedly put the bear in the back seat and wrapped it in a tarp and down the road they went.Yep,bear woke up about a couple miles down the road.Stopped the car and all ran out,closing the doors behind them.Bear tore that Caddy to shit until one of them got up the balls to go open the door.Lucky bastards,worst "injury" any of them got was Curtis shitting himself on the way out of the car.
I was hunting with my ex MIL probably 20yrs ago, she shot an 8pt in the head. Walked up to it all excited and yelled to us she got one. She picked it up by the rack that was still fully attached, checked it over and layed it back down. She turned around to see how far away we were and we watched it get back up and run across the field
Must have knocked it out when the slug split it's skull. She ended up hitting it in the chest when she realized it was off to the races lmao.