I listen to the coy-dogs out in the slough in our backyard...they play the "help me I'm wounded" ploy...one dog comes out and starts kiyin' and wimpering(coys love dogmeat)the rest hang out just outta sight...my dog(red dobe) wants out every time...she gets disappointed every time...wife & I saw a 3 legged coy on the ice at midday 2 weeks ago...I'd say someone needs to dial their sights in a tad


mojo