I taught Hunter Ed yesterday on the opening day of archery.  This morning I got a text from the neighbor boy who harvested his first deer with a bow this morning.  I had given him my Mathews Switchback a year or two ago and set it up for him.  At the time I had to drop the poundage, but I'm sure he is shooting it at its peak weight of 70lbs now.  Last year he hit one but could not recover it.  Unfortunately, I was still working and was in the city and could not come help him blood trail at the time.  Today, he did it all by himself from shot through processing.  I could not have been happier!
I decided to run to the farm this afternoon for a crossbow hunt.  I shot a nice doe that was 106 lbs live weight, nice size for here.  She stepped between the time my brain said squeeze the trigger and when the arrow arrived.  I had a rock solid rest from the stand.  It looked like I hit her a bit back but at a good angle for quartering away.  I mentally marked the place she left the field.  I could not see my arrow in the field from the stand and I was using an illuminated nock.  I only waited about 10 minutes and got down.  
No blood, No arrow, Nothing.  She did a small loop before leaving the field, so there was plenty of time for blood, but I found none.  While the shot seemed good, I'm now thinking possible paunch shot, so I headed back to camp.   When I went back to look for her later on, I entered the thick woods.  The pines had been thinned a year or two ago and there was a lot of thick undergrowth.  My FLIR was useless .  
Even with no blood, I entered the woods on the trajectory I last saw her.  After slowly and painstakingly looking for blood, finally after 30 yards, I found one spot with blood and paunch particles.  I decided that my shot angle was probably good enough to at least hit the liver, so I decided to keep looking.  I continued on that same trajectory for about 50 more yards painstakingly looking for blood and found none.  I decided to head back to the place I had marked blood and try again.  I walked back parallel to the path I had come in on but about 15 yards off to one side.  I almost tripped over her.  I really got lucky finding her.
After dressing her, I was able to reconstruct what happened.  The entry wound was definitely back and paunch guts were coming out clogging up that wound.  However she moved during impact, caused the arrow to exit high in the chest even though I was shooting at a pretty good downward angle.  I did have a pass-thru but instead of sticking in the ground in the field, it likely flew off into the the thick ground cover in the woods.  The arrow did get her lungs.  She did not run far, but all of the blood pooled in her chest.  It just gushed out when I dressed her.  I was very fortunate to recover her.
The next couple days are supposed to be hot again, so I think I'll go fishing instead of hunting.