I thought I should try to share this with those who frequent this thread.
I have a pig trap about four miles from my home on a friend’s property that is bordered by wheat fields and corn fields. I took a pretty good pig there a month or so ago and recently found some fresh pig track which I believe are bigger than the pig I took.
I try to make it out there at first light to check my game camera to see if the bigger pig may have dropped by for some molasses covered corn.
This morning was like any other morning, grabbed a big cup of coffee and took off. I drive to the trap on county roads and always have my rifle with me just in case I see a coyote that looks like he needs to be shot for stealing, something.
When I made my final turn down a not so well traveled road, I saw what I thought to be a coyote, three-four hundred yards down the road. I stopped and turned my truck off, grabbed my rifle and stepped out the door. All the while I was eyeing the coyote to see if he was a rookie or an old pro. When I looked through my scope, sure enough there was a big coyote, but he just didn’t look quite right.
I cranked the scope up to nine-ten power real quick so I could get a shot on him before he got off the road and into the tall wheat. When I looked back through the scope, I again saw the coyote still in the road, but he was, kind of humped up in his back. I pushed the safety forward and about that time he looked like he was trying to set down. I thought what the heck and about the time I put my finger in the trigger guard he turned around, real slow and BINGO, I see what his problem is. He has one hanging.
I start chuckling and watch him, he sees me there and I believe he feels the need to make it to the wheat, but he ain’t running and I start laughing. I put the rifle back across the seat and grabbed my old pair of Kahles Binoculars.
That poor old coyote was in a bad way. He was e v e r s o s l o w l y trying to get off the road and every time he took a step he would hump up more like he was having contractions. Folks, I lost and started laughing out loud. That old coyote was hurting, trying to take care of business and here comes some guy, armed, now the he could hear the guy laughing at him. I thought about grabbing my rifle, but I couldn’t. I could not shoot that old dog with what he was going through.
He eventually passed whatever it was and made it to the wheat. I start the truck up and drive down there. Of all times I don’t have my camera with me. There was a ball of crap(yep a pun) that was as big as my fist. Mostly gray hair, and what appeared to be a Hostess Cup Cake wrapper, all balled up. No wonder he was in a bad way.
I have seen a lot of weird and funny stuff, but that my friends top it all

What the hey.........



Who know's you might be able to give him a poke tomorrow. It was probably more fun to watch than to shoot. How often does one get to enjoy such an event.
Great story.

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GWB

For awhile there I thought you meant he had his "p/bone" hung up as such dogs do now & then. I've seen it many times with dogs, but, never wild one's. Has to happen out there too.
George

OUCH!

I would still have shot him.

I shoot every coyote I see.

Just a few days ago a coyote got one of my ducks, I am pretty sure.

If it had been a bobcat you can tell, as they eat it near where they kill it and then cover it up. A coyote will kill it and run a ways off before he eats it.

Given the distance, I was a little hesitant to try and let the air out of him due to the fact I was in a state of laughing, even under my breath. Unless I have a good shot on a coyote, I won’t normally pull the trigger because a miss will teach them not to hang around when a truck stops.

Coyotes will normally make a mess out of a bird/fowl when they try to eat them, scattering feathers all over the place while a cat will carefully open them up and eat a large bird from the inside out.

I will get that old dog, I have seen him on camera at the hog trap and he has some distinguishable markings, or lack thereof, so I know what he looks like.

This is going to sound crazy, but ever notice how coyotes will take a dump on cliché roads? I think it is territorial thing with them, marking their territory or something to keep neighboring clans away.


here is a picture of the dog in question

I'm not sure about coyotes, but at the beginning of every season, I make sure I "mark" every one of the stands and feeders of the nine guys I hunt with.

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GWB

Now that you've posted it I'm sure that they will be sure to help you out also.!

GW,
That is a lot of "marking," I hope you had plenty of adult beverages before you started marking, that way you have plenty of marks to mark with, er something like that.

A good friend of mine I grew up with used to mark his brother’s feeder and stand until after the fourth year, his brother was killing bigger bucks than he did. So he stopped marking his brothers and started marking his. Maybe something to this marking thing.

Male Dominance??

GWB
Just dawned on me.... MAKERS MARK, Right?

Swifter,
Except for rifles, I'm a low rent kinda guy.

I love Bookers, and Makers Mark, but when I'm in the markin' business, its usually Jim Beam, and definitely recycled!



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GWB

PS: My dad always said "a man ain't got sense enough to pour piss out of a boot till he's 40. I don't know if that applies to Venado's, but most where we are, don't attain a lofty age. I figure piss is piss. How do they know whether it ain't some mangy critter coming to lay claim.

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GW,
That is a lot of "marking," I hope you had plenty of adult beverages before you started marking, that way you have plenty of marks to mark with, er something like that.

A good friend of mine I grew up with used to mark his brother’s feeder and stand until after the fourth year, his brother was killing bigger bucks than he did. So he stopped marking his brothers and started marking his. Maybe something to this marking thing.

Male Dominance??

I know of some folks that 10 years ago, that didn't even want you to "mark" in the pasture they hunted in. Now, they want everyone going close to their feeder to "mark" every chance they get.

It is funny how much we learn when we forget that we know it all.

[GWB] PS: My dad always said "a man ain't got sense enough to pour piss out of a boot till he's 40. I don't know if that applies to Venado's, but most where we are, don't attain a lofty age. [/QUOTE]

You know, the claims are that the male starts loosing testosterone at around 40, now then, does that mean that we think more or is that when we start using our brain??????????????????