So last night I went out to the barn to bring the horses in and feed them. I had my dogs with me which I don't always do when the sun is going down and getting darker. I don't like to be busy with the horses and lose track of the dogs. I was getting ready to fill the water trough when I happened to look up and see a coyote!!

He wasn't that far away. He was over by the neighbor to our North with the white fence that you probably see in some of my pictures. He was about parallel to the front half of my pasture. It wasn't like he was way in the back like I saw last time. Buddy was in the horse barn and Kali was right in the grass off the horse barn, very close to me. The first thing I do is check to see where they're at. With Buddy already safely in the barn, I reached down to grab Kali. Just as I grabbed her, she sees the coyote and gives out a little growl.

God knows what she would have done if I didn't pick her up. I wasn't sure if she was afraid or feeling territorial.
In any event, I ushered them both into my tack room and closed the door. But not before I picked up a firearm. I jumped on my golf cart and flew out there as fast as that golf cart would go. Which isn't really very fast.

I figured I had lost him but there he was! We ran parallel to each other as we both raced to the back of the property. He reached the back of our property before me and started running along the edge of the property heading to our neighbor's property to the South, which is fairly wooded. I hit the end of the pasture fence and started cutting across at a diagonal trying to meet up with him. But he reached the wooded area ahead of me and scooted into the brush and I lost him.

I was so mad. I really wanted to get off a shot. Even just to scare the hell out of him. Maybe I already did by chasing him. But that was a little too close for comfort.