Coyote had a bad day today. Was skulking around the horse pasture scoping out my chickens. Our horse tried to run him down and that aroused my suspicions so I grabbed the nearest rifle I could find ammo for. Was still in my truck from a shooting match Saturday (in the snow). He never saw the 155 gr BTHP from my old M1 Garand coming! Made a mess of the pelt but at least the chickens are safe. Now I'm keeping a better fur gun in the barn. Would like to at least get a good hat out of the next would-be theif.