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Odd this article popping up this evening as I just took out a big male late this afternoon.
There’s been several of em hangin’ around here for awhile now, but this big fella was a bruiser....no mistaken him. Our neighbor up the road lost their house cat to him a couple of weeks ago. Their security camera verified most of it.
From past hunts, I kinda had a feeling for the trail they were probably using so I got in my old brush stand with my squeaky hurt rabbit call and gave it a try.
Sure enough, 5 minutes hadn’t gone by, and three of em, including the big fella, show up at the edge of the field, but they’re real cautious and wanting to get downwind of where I’m at.....bad mistake. When the big fella crossed my 125 yard marker, he was making “intimate love” to a 50gr Nosler BT.

I pheasant hunted in rural NW Kansas a number of times and every time we flushed a coyote from some thickets, the damn things would run for nearly a half mile across the field before they would stop and briefly look back then continue running. Of course out there, they know humans are going to shoot them whenever they can.

As a side note, the owner of the farm where we stayed had a number of greyhounds and one huge greyhound/wolfhound mix that he would use to hunt the coyotes by driving the back roads.