Christopher
New member
I thought I would share this with you. This past spring in late May we had a pair of coyotes hanging around close in the fields surrounding our house. I'm not much of a off season hunter of coyotes as I tend to be on the more "live and let live" end of it as long as no one's complaining of livestock problems. My pretty little wife on the other hand has strong concerns when they keep waking her up at night yipping just on the other side of the road and antagonizing our dogs. We've had trouble in the past with them in the yard standing off our large breed dogs so we know they can be a bit bold. (I've noticed that opening a 2nd story window and poking a rifle barrel out of it hasn't seemed to scare them off either. Then they just get drug off.) When I appeared none to worried about this pair mousing in the field less than 200 yards away from the front of the house I got the what about the kids, and the dogs (expensive pets and side income source), rabies, parvo and all the other factors we don't want to get mixed up together. Coons have already brought parvo into the yard that cost us a pretty penny in a vet bill to keep one bitch alive. O.K., I concide she has a point. So a couple of mornings later I'm up early and open the door to let our Elkhound out and I notice a dark weed accross the street about 150 yards away that instinct told me wasn't a weed. It is early, gray and overcast with rain making it necessary to confirm my suspition with the binoculars. Sure enough, there it was again. She had already ween her litter as she had been dry for a time. I wondered if the male would continue to take care of the pups with her absent. About a week ago I got my answer. Driving home one evening at about 11pm I see a dog in the road that looked like it was trying to catch frogs. As we got closer there was no mistaking that it was a coyote and that it was the young of the year. All legs and didn't know what to do as I followed it up the road until it finally jumped into the field in front of my house. I was pretty impressed by this. And, much to the chegrin of my wife, a bit pleased.
