It wasn't until I got home Friday and started to clean the bird that I realized something was wrong. About the time I ran my knife up under his skin, I smelt an odd, sweet odor. Then I saw the wound, which had filled with infection. At first, I thought he had been spurred in a fight, but upon closer inspection I noticed the wound looked more like a pass-through from an arrow. The skin on both sides of the breast had clean incisions about the size of a two-blade broadhead, and the wound was filled with feathers that had likely been pulled through with the arrow. The outfitter had hosted some archery hunter a few weeks before, so the bird had lasted that long at least.