Gotta love shooting yotes in your bath robe. Some of my most memorable "varmint control expeditions" have been spur of the moment, minimally clothed expeditions. One coyote at about 230 yards from my upstairs bathroom window while sitting nearly naked in the tub, without water, with sandbag in the window sill and a opossum in the bushes in the back yard in my butt huggers in the middle of the night on my hands & knees with the 9mm with light & laser and my dang dog, who started the whole mission nosing me in the butt.