Pass The Ammo

Lately a good fer nothin’ coyote has been creeping around my folks house. They have these 3 little weiner dogs, and the coyote has been eyeballing them for quite some time.

Thursday night, he came over to the yard and got in a scrap, with the Marshal, over a dead rabbit. The Marshal ran him off, but he took some nasty gashes in his front legs. He’s healing up fine, he has just been favoring that front leg for the past couple days.

So saturday night, my brother in law, Jarrid and I hear the coyote yippin in the woods just across our street. We lock ‘n’ load, and head out that way. Only thing is… it’s too dark to see anything. But he was close, from the sound of it. We tried using the dead rabbit that Marshal Dillon had won as bait on the side of the road. We also had my rig’s headlights and a floodlamp handy. We were hoping he’d venture out of the brush for it, while I laid on the call. No luck.

Sunday evening just before dusk, I manage to shoot a rabbit in the folks yard using the .223 with JHP’s. Very messy. As I climbed into the brush to retreive the varmint, I managed to get guts from a branch to behind my ear. Nice and warm too. Then we headed out to the woods to set a trap. Using the rabbit carcas and a stick, we set it up in a clearing so the rabbit appeared to be sticking it’s head above a rock.

Then Jarrid and I hunkered low in the high brush, and waited. No sign after sitting still for 45 minutes. So we head back to the house while thinkin of cage traps. This sucker needs to die.