As bad as I want to be in a blind, I have got to stay home and finish up at the house. I have been gone for near 6 months now and the coyotes have encroached upon the place. I have to sit up all night Saturday and knock as many down as I can. They were getting a chicken a day until I gave all my chickens away. Then they got in on the neighbor to the north and started getting their chickens. After they locked up the chickens the rat bastage started nailing their cats. Not a whole lot of things get me angry to the bone, but this yote has me brewing. I was out of town when we lost old Bullet. I had to call my yard man to bury him for my wife. Well he did a poor job and didnt dig deep enough. That #$% @#$%$# yote dug him up and scattered his remains. I reckon thats enough to fire off some kind of mid evil DNA I have harbored in the brain somewhere. So you fellows enjoy that least weekend of shooting ducks, I'll be sending a ounce and a half turkey load sometime in the night.