Well Paige got it done this morning. Birds gobbled great on the roost and once they hit the ground they continued gobbling good. We had two birds in front gobbling and one behind us gobbling. Both sets of birds answered our calls but it was apparent pretty quick that they weren't coming. After several deer and bull elk come in to check the decoys, things got pretty quiet. Around 10:00 I decided to changed calls and got out an old slate call that I've had for years. I cut pretty hard and this bird answered behind us but a long way off. I figured I'd stay quiet to see if he'd cut the distance any but after about 30 minutes we hadn't heard him again so I got out a sandwich and some nabs and just eating away. Paige had a book with her and had started reading. I was looking out the front of the blind eating when Paige grabbed my leg and whispered that there was a gobbler right beside the blind. I slowly peeked through an opening and saw him walking beside the blind heading to the decoys. I could have stuck my arm out and grabbed him. She got her shotgun ready and had it on him following him as he walked. He didn't strut but threw his head back almost like he was looking straight up. He was heading towards the strutter decoy but she didn't let him get that far. She made one good shot and he was stone dead. She was so pumped to kill him and dad was too! What a great morning to spend in God's creation and her killing the gobbler was just the icing on the cake! 18 pounds, 11" beard, 1 1/8" spurs and yes she carried him all the way to the truck!