Monday, March 22, 2010

A first

When I let the dog out tonight, she started barking her fool head off, growling too. I went out to see and she was squared off with a coyote, halfway between the house and the barn with the cattle and sheep. I went back inside, getting the gun and praying it would all be Over And Done With by the time I came back out, but the only difference was that the dog and the coyote were circling. I got the dog near me and yelled, throwing a big stone at him/her/it. It, I swear, sneered at me. I took aim just below its feet and fired. It ran off, as planned, but I have never pulled the trigger at a living target before, and the whole experience left me shaken.