The pitbull "catch dog" thread reminded me of a funny coyote catching story.
Back in the days when we hunted coyotes with hounds 4-5 days a week, the "Sunday hunters" would sometimes show up (un-invited) and join the chase(s). We(the regulars) always put the fur $$ in the "kitty" for whatever we felt the need but the weekenders had the "you shot it, the fur's yours" mentality.
Any-hoo, it was a Sunday afternoon, the weather was great, and the snow soft---perfect conditions to bay a coyote. It happened just off a main gravel road against a hog wire fence. When I arrived, there were 5 dogs in a 1/2 circle around a yote with his tail against the woven wire and three weekenders with rifles pointed at the group. In the background was a hog house, machine shed, and occupied dwelling and the ground was frozen. I was yelling "DON"T SHOOT" at the the top of my lungs and picked up a stick about the size of a broom handle as I approached the pending fluster-cluck. At that point, I wasn't sure who/what I was intending to hit with the stick. Common sense took hold and guns were pointed skyward and I just waded right through the dogs to arm's reach of Mr. Yotie.
If you "tap" a yotie on the bridge of the nose, he lays down pretty quietly. W/o missing a step, I "tapped" him but my stick was a wee bit rotten and the "tap" wasn't nearly as influential as I expected but was enough to stun the critter allowing me to grab him by the scruff. This definitely got the attention of the weekenders and they cleared their rifles and headed back for the road.
Upon reaching the road, I asked one of the regulars to get my 22 so I could finish the yotie as he was getting pretty upset. The weekenders seemed to think the critter was "theirs" and a little huff ensued. With no reasonable end in sight, I stomped the yote's hind leg breaking it and turned him loose figuring we'd just turn the dogs on him and catch him again pretty quick.
Mr Yotie ran under the weekenders' pickup and forted up so I pulled out my rifle. The weekender whose pickup was in jeopardy was yelling and the regulars were laughing and we told the guys they could have the yotie while reminding them it wasn't legal to shoot in/from the road. Needless to say, the weekenders didn't come back for a long time.
Back in the days when we hunted coyotes with hounds 4-5 days a week, the "Sunday hunters" would sometimes show up (un-invited) and join the chase(s). We(the regulars) always put the fur $$ in the "kitty" for whatever we felt the need but the weekenders had the "you shot it, the fur's yours" mentality.
Any-hoo, it was a Sunday afternoon, the weather was great, and the snow soft---perfect conditions to bay a coyote. It happened just off a main gravel road against a hog wire fence. When I arrived, there were 5 dogs in a 1/2 circle around a yote with his tail against the woven wire and three weekenders with rifles pointed at the group. In the background was a hog house, machine shed, and occupied dwelling and the ground was frozen. I was yelling "DON"T SHOOT" at the the top of my lungs and picked up a stick about the size of a broom handle as I approached the pending fluster-cluck. At that point, I wasn't sure who/what I was intending to hit with the stick. Common sense took hold and guns were pointed skyward and I just waded right through the dogs to arm's reach of Mr. Yotie.
If you "tap" a yotie on the bridge of the nose, he lays down pretty quietly. W/o missing a step, I "tapped" him but my stick was a wee bit rotten and the "tap" wasn't nearly as influential as I expected but was enough to stun the critter allowing me to grab him by the scruff. This definitely got the attention of the weekenders and they cleared their rifles and headed back for the road.
Upon reaching the road, I asked one of the regulars to get my 22 so I could finish the yotie as he was getting pretty upset. The weekenders seemed to think the critter was "theirs" and a little huff ensued. With no reasonable end in sight, I stomped the yote's hind leg breaking it and turned him loose figuring we'd just turn the dogs on him and catch him again pretty quick.
Mr Yotie ran under the weekenders' pickup and forted up so I pulled out my rifle. The weekender whose pickup was in jeopardy was yelling and the regulars were laughing and we told the guys they could have the yotie while reminding them it wasn't legal to shoot in/from the road. Needless to say, the weekenders didn't come back for a long time.