You know how that can happen, sometimes? You don't even realize you gave the command to release, and yet in an instant the shaft is gone. Though it sported a bright yellow 4-fletch and flourescent yellow nock, I never saw the arrow in the air, never saw where it landed other than it hit the pig and she was off and running like a bat outta hell, off to my right, behind my tree stand, and into the bush. At least half the hogs bolted along with her, but those dumb young'uns didn't seem to take heed and barely stopped rooting at the base of a large tree. I reached into the Safari Tuff quiver and drew out another Beman arrow, dressed in hot pink 4-fletch, while the front end sported a double bevel Tusker Concorde. Eenie meenie, tag yer it - picked out the piggy with the best opportunity and 'whiiizzzzzz', arrow on the way. It was a deadly double lung hit on the small "cocktail" pig, with a huge patch of blood at the point of impact. The arrow would have passed through if the ground wasn't in the way and I saw the bright pink feathers shake violently as the hog squeeled and ran less than 20 yards, and inside of two minutes it was stone dead.