 and we were in the Golden Valley, Medora area, far west side of the state. In the early morning, there was this coyote that we saw several hundred yards away, probably 300 or so, in the bottom of a valley, and it was kind of pawing at something, and he didn't have a rifle because he couldn't really hunt very well. He asked if he could borrow mine for a second. So he took my rifle, and he scoped out. I can't really see what it's pawing at, but I have a furbearer, so I'm going to try a shot. He shoots it, and the coyote jumps up,