Mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a storm. The kids and I are cleaning house getting ready for family this afternoon. My youngest daughter walks into the living room and sees a coyote screaming across the pasture by our 2 month old calves. She grabs her trusty .243 and runs out in the cold wearing just her bra and Jammie bottoms and pops it! She whistled to get it to slow down and nailed it a 160 yards off hand at a slow trot. She did get dressed for the pic.
I edited out some of the gore. It entered the ribs behind the shoulder but what it did to the rest of it is too nasty to post.
this is #24 or 25 for the year for us and 11 or 12 for her.
Merry Christmas Everyone!
