A friend of mine where I hunt told me the coyotes are coming up to the house to picking on his dog. Four or five at a time. Well his property has been called hard and with all the frozen snow getting into a stand under a full moon is almost impossible. So last night I dug out my old JS baby cottontail tape. I decided to put it out in the field across from his front porch and hide behind the retaining wall on the porch. Well I got no response after an hour. So tonight I was bored and thought why not give my porch idea another shot. Here is where it gets interesting. On my way out of the house I was feeding my cat a can of food. The kind where all the animals even the dog can't get enough of. So I took two cans with me on my way out. When I got to his house the dog was in the field across the street barking at me so I thought that dog is a pain in the ass. After the dog took off after something into the next county I though here goes. I decide to crack the cans open at his mail box and chuck them as hard as I could to spread that smelly stuff. I retreated to the porch and just for kicks blew 5 hard blows on the Scerry AP-6 even though I was on the porch. Ten seconds later I had a coyote come from less than two-hundred from across the road. Well as my eyes are glued on him I look over and there is a huge coyote standing 15 yards in front of me sniffing the road were I spilled the cat food as I opened it. As I slowwwly swing around for a shot he starts to get nervous and trotts. The harder I tried to swing with him the farther and faster he ran. I sat it out for another hour cursing myself for leaving the scope on nine power after IDing the dog at 500 yards. Had I had it on 3 that trotting swing would have been his demise at such a close range. Oh well sure was fun to watch him sniffin out that cat food. It would have made a good story had I got him. Cat food! Who would have ever thought.