Strut,

Last season I layed a coyote out after he busted a couple toms I was calling...everytime I softly yelped, they'd pound.....then I heard a putt and wings and wondered what the heck happened... I know one was around and they were coming fast and covered a lot of land....I softly called...nothing......called again....nothing....then I saw him slipping along the edge of the woods, coming in slow....so I beared down on the shotgun....yelped and he'd come...at 30 yards he finally wondered where that hen was and I rolled him.....I love'd it.