My bro in law shot him this morning about 1 mile from where I shot him. He was sick, smelled like infection, and about 30lb lighter but still alive. My shot was an inch lower and a little closer to the brisket than what I thought. I aimed for the shoulder crease, about the same elevation, but he swirled around when i shot. It hit his leg shoulder socket and blew out his shoulder. I wish I had missed him entirely, but thrilled to death that my buddy shot him. I am thankful to have closure and know exactly where I hit and know he isn't suffering any more.