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Author: P.K.
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May 27, 2009
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Enjoying a nice Memorial Monday at a friends cabin out in western Sonoma County here in CA, and we spot a coyote jogging down the end of the meadow, and out comes the .223. After a little calling she comes back into the meadow at 150yds with what looked like a dead rabbit in its mouth.
One shot, whiffed it by a mile(I wasn't on the trigger I swear), and she dropped the rabbit and bolts. 20 seconds later the "rabbit" gets up and bolts to the tree line. After a couple minutes of searching I notice two little finches throwing a fit over a juniper bush and low and behold our "rabbit".
He was about 4.5lbs and about as cute as they come. After about ten minutes of pictures and oohs and ahhs he resorted to the ultimate escape attempt, diarrhea. We dropped him back in the bushes and I assume the mom came back and grabbed him.
Definitely makes shooting Coyotes a little tougher, guess I am getting soft.
Hope you all had a great memorial day.
P.K.