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It looks like a fluffy dog. It is about 30 feet from me trotting along a broken down tree then turns and heads towards my left. My the time I realize that it is a big coyote, he has ducked under some downed trees and I can just see his feet. I sit there almost in shock. Not only have I never seen a coyote in the wild, but this one was close and out and about at 11am. Clearly I did not have my whits about me, as I let him go past me without even raising my gun.

I hear a snap and see Dad walking towards me. I wait til he gets to the bottom of the stand.

“Was that your shot?”
“Yup”

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