Look what followed me in this morning, just before sun-up. This coyote came to the sound of a Heirloom Single-Barrel scratch call. On the way in, I kept thinking I was being followed. I laughed it off. I was right. She hit the decoys I had laying out to my left right as the light was coming up; she was moving too fast for a shot. Later, as I was working a gobbler with the call, she came all the way around from the other side and hit a hen deke I had guarding the back door. I put the scope up right where I thought she was going to come out from behind a tree. She obliged me by showing up a moment later and standing right there as pretty as could be.
Blam!
Nobody hunts my property without my permission. Nobody.
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