Went out Monday for a first light stand with my bud. Had a sweet spot to call. We set up on opposite sides of a tree line in the middle of a cut bean field. His side was overlooking a series of weedy ditch lines in the field. We had a pretty good feeling that a song dog was going to be in there. Just before first light we did here some howling and yips around the area. It's looking better and better, lol. I start off with some mouse squeaks for a couple of minutes and get no takers. I then let loose with the Sceery AP-6 making some award winning rabbit death throws. I freaking love that call. Just after the first series, I here my bud shifting position, and give out a "woof". I am already grinning
. Then it starts. I here his 270 fire once, twice, three times. A forth shot rings out- im not grinning anymore. Finally the fifth shot rings out, I hear the telltale "Thump" of the bullet impacting soft flesh and he says, "I got him on that one!!" I get up and come to his side of the tree line. I look down 200yds and there is a dog piled up. We slap high fives, and he admitts that he got the fever and his heart was in his throat. He said that he just couldnt calm down when the dog was 100yds from him. He said that he did the texas heart shot on the final round and dropped him. Just then, the dog gets up and is really having a hard time getting some forward motion going. But, as Coyotes do, it gets the will to live and gets running. We let it go hoping that it would bleed out from the running. We go and get a cup of coffee and come back. Not good sign. A little blood from where it was laying. We tracked it into a corn field with minimal blood. Ultimatley, the blood trail ran dry. After about an hour of trying to pick it back up, we gave up. It just amazes me how tough a coyote is. That was a 130gr CoreLokt running up his a$$ and he still managed to evade us. Oh well, next time................
