Yesterday I was out quail hunting. walking down a shallow creekbed about 10yd accross with cut crops on each side. Have my 12 yr+ Brittany and kids cocker. The Brittany goes on point, I walk up to shoot, the cocker jumps in brush pile and out jumps a HUGE red coyote! Maybe 5 yds from me. I was very surprised. At first I thought that it must be sick, but it took off real fast and hard. Did not look sick. I think that since we were downwind it did not smell us and it was just sleeping on the job.
I have never got this close to one before. That damn dog points everything. I really never know what will come up. A porcupine, turkey, possum deer bed, whatever.
I think this will be her last season, she has been a good partner, not a friend, for she will hunt for anybody, very strong desire, kind of like a favorite gun,
