Happened a bunch to me.
Who knows what's going on in their little peanut-sized brains. Another day, two or three will be sprinting toward the dekes. That's one of the funniest sights in Nature.
Oh yeah, it was darn cold here the first half of the season. I expect that doesn't help much. I got skunked the first three hunts, then took my Tom during the rain on the fourth one. That surprised me a bit.
Patience, you'll nail one.