I'm sitting in my easy chair writing a response to my deer thread, my wife yells "There's a Coyote!" So I grab my gun. It's on private property....darn. Maybe I can call it over...so I use my mouth to make some squeaking noises. The coyote turns around and starts running straight at me, but on the wrong side of the fence. He pauses, sits, stares in my direction, trying to figure out what to do. Eventually starts walking away from me. Darn....well that was fun. I start using my hand and mouth to make some more squeakers, and out from my left another coyote is on a fast trot toward my position....wrong side of the other fence. He doesn't stop until he gets to the intersection of the fences and then slips under the fence and starts trotting toward my position. Now we're in business! I love the smell of gunpowder in the morning! No deer, but got a small dog instead.