daddyflea
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Got a call from a Landowner about 4 Coyotes giving him problems so the Flea and I went hunting. It was a bright sunny day with temperatures in the high 80s and no wind. Most of the land is open so we rode through and saw nothing. Everyone seems to see these coyotes but us. We stopped where the river makes a large bend. On one side there was a few woods with a large depression running from side of the river to the other. I put the Flea with his 243 in the bottom of the depression where he would have a clear 100 yd shot almost all the way around. I put the Foxpro and JIB in the middle of the field about 75 yds out. I moved down 50 yds and took the same stand. I noticed that the decoy was not working and later found that I had jarred the batteries out. I gave a couple of howls then played Jackrabbit buffet. Ten minutes and nothing. I then picked up my hand call made by Mike Schrader and started calling. The Flea joined in. The Flea was still calling when I saw a head looking down into the depression. The Flea stopped calling and I saw a Bobcat belly crawl to the crest looking down in the depression. One shot from the 308 and it disappeared. Nothing else came in so we went out and found the Bobcat had been literally picked up and thrown back about 3 feet. He was DRT. The 168gr Ballistic Tip entered the chest and did not exit. The shot was about 100yds. This cat came across at least a 100 acres of open ground in bright sunlight on a hot day. The Flea came up griping that I did not put a round in the chamber of his rifle and I wanted to know when it became my job to load his rifle. He also claimed he never saw the cat but he can see twice as good as I can and I know he did not find the empty chamber until it snapped on the cat.
The Flea and our cat. You can see from his hands he is still griping about the empty chamber.
The Flea and our cat. You can see from his hands he is still griping about the empty chamber.