I was out in NE Kansas in a cut bean field along a stream bed with my set up of decoys. It was just light. First 2 Does came all the way across the field running at my decoys, they stopped about 15 yd from me and studied the decoys, and one nudged one and pushed it over, never did smell me and walked off, (I think I will set up a turkey decoy in deer season)
Anyway, later the flock flew in, about 20, hens and toms, and stayed just out of gun range. Along came Mr. coyote, sniffing around, they didn't even look up. But he must have got too close and one of the Toms flapped and chased him into the woods. Coyote ran like a rabbit.
I think I know what he was scared of. Last year the kid shot a Jake and didn't kill it, I grabbed the neck to wring it like a pheasant. Bad move. He dug his claws into my leg real good, still have the scar, I mean a 10 incher, real deep.
Just think how tough he would have been if he was all growed up and not wounded.