Message #42137

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Working nights a bunch of years back in Sherman Tx on the drive home south to Howe I spoted a group of hogs in a field across the creek fro the Johnson and Johnson plant, for any of you guys that know this country. Went home and loaded two dogs. A red tich named Sissy and a RCD named Zuess. When I got therer the were gone but the track was hot and they both hit the ground running. As I ran after them I heard squelling in short order. As I came in site of what I expected to be Zuess holding a small shote, much to my shock it was a coyote that had a hold of that shote! A half a second after I realised he was a coyote he realized I was a human and he let go. he ran one way, the shote the other. But my strange day had just begun. Zuess had headed back towards all the squelling and was close enough when the coyote let go that he quickly had that little pig re-caught. in the middle of one of a very thick briar patch. In my t-shirt I was having a hard time reaching the pig, so I just took Zuess by the back legs, thought I would just drag them both out like that. Well I had not owned Zuess very long at that time and he was very young well he must of thought I wanted him to let go, cause he did. I quickly let go of him so he would recatch the pig but about that time Sissy went to baying. So he left out to go to her. Well I headed in that direction and the bay broke before Zuess could have possibly gotten there. So I headed in the direction of travel I had last heard them, listing for them to bay again. But I never heard them again that day. I finally stoped at a fence line that was lined with trees. Between this fence line and the next was a plowed field. In an hour or so of not hearing them I started calling every so often. About two hours later Sissy came under the fience heading straight for my periotic calling. She got a little way across that field and I'll be damned if first one and then two coyotes came under the fence trotting in single file behind her. They got about half way across the field and the coyotes stoped with their noses in the wind as I became aware of the wind at my back. Sissy paused looking back as if to wonder why they had suddenly stopped following her. Well she came on and they of course did not. I found Zuess later that day no worse for wear. The way I figured it them coyotes had been following that group of hogs waiting to snatch a little pig that got to far from a sow and when my dogs got them on the run they just joined in.
Why they were following Sissy back I don't know? Funny thing is I am reluctant to tell this story because it seems a little far fetched, but it sounds like more folks have had similar experience than I would have imagined. Hmm.