A good number of years ago we were
working in Fort Kent at the Thermal
Plant, that was when coyotes were
worth $100 or more. One night driving
home from work, about 15 miles from
home, south of Pierceland, a coyote ran
into our path and as a result, we stopped
to put it in the truck box.
Upon our arrival I went to take the
coyote out, so we could skin it out and
to our surprise the animal was standing
in the truck box. I am not sure which of
us was more shocked.
The coyote must have been quite dazed
after his encounter with the truck. As
we looked at each other I realized that
all I had was my stainless steel thermos
in my hand. I attempted to dispatch the
coyote with my thermos, but he was a
little too quick and out of the truck he
went, heading for the bush. So much for
the $100 gift!
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