A couple months ago my Son In Law was walking his pups, in the woods above us.
They stumbled upon a blow down where a pack or family, of coyotes, were denning.
The growled and came after he and the pups. He called and the Australian Shepperd Mother and the Big Lab came in hot pursuit. We've had the coyotes practically on our rear porch. The Turkeys have fled. They use to fill the yard. We've only seen a few deer this spring and summer. The game trail is well defined and muddy, in spots, thanks to the coyotes, I think. I haven't been able to go after them so it seems logical to sit on the front porch and play a predator call, in the little cove. Problem is everyone driving by on the road 200 yards away will think we are the Beverly Hillbillies and want to call the Sheriff.