Coyotes

If you grew up in the suburbs or the city, your ideas about coyotes probably are derived from The Wonderful World of Disney nature-type shows. They survive against all odds and, while the narrator explains it all, they howl at the moon. Ow-ow-whoooooo.

But all I know is Brazoria County, and down here, we kill 'em.

Why! Why!! you ask. Oh, the inhumanity.

Let this feller explain:

A few years ago a registered dairy goat of ours stuck her head through a wire fence and coyotes or bobcats chewed it off. We were never really sure which it was, but it was very upsetting to go out there and find the goat headless.
My parents had a real problem with coyotes some years back; they came up on one of the cows giving birth and the coyotes had already ripped the front legs and head off of the baby as it was born. They had also damaged the heifer so bad, she had to be put down. They lost several calves to coyotes that year. After that, we always take our rifles with us when we visit so we can take down as many coyotes as we can see.

That the way it is. Sometimes it ain't pretty. [kschlenker.com]