Within a minute Teddy & Yeller come screaming around the corner of the house madly sniffing the ground. They didn't see the coyote but they could sure smell him. They followed his trail, even though the animal was a mere 10 yards from them. Blue was having nothing to do with sniffing and when he spotted him he was off like a shot. He jumped the garden fence and was in hot pursuit! The coyote ran, and he ran fast! In the meantime Teddy & Yeller finally saw him and took chase.
By this time Hubby was back with the gun. There's a chair that sits in front of the glass doors and Jevan and I were squished over to the chair as Hubby laid the gun alongside the open doors. We covered our ears and BANG,... BANG! Right now the field is covered in cows and getting a bead on the coyote was rather difficult, especially with three dogs in tow. After the shots I had to laugh at Teddy, he did a quick reverse and was heading straight back to the house, obviously he doesn't like the sound of gun fire.
Hubby missed the coyote, and unfortunately we quickly found out that the coyote killed one of our chickens; "Black Girl," Sydney's favourite pet chicken. Here's a few pics of the two of them together before her dreadful demise.
Mama Banty has also disappeared and we're not sure what has happened to her. It sounds as if the coyote was pretty busy around the ranch, my BIL killed the coyote the next morning up at his hen house.