Texas gov. shoots, kills 'wily' coyote during jog

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Ok, I'll sort of buy that. I know it's a big publicity thing for him.

well, that's what I figure. He's a politico, and texans love a good story about shooting shit up.

My deal is, that no one blames anyone for killing coyotes when they are a legitimate threat to their livestock. But sometimes the rabid anti-coyote frenzy can get out of hand. When I was living in texas, some rednecks on one of those barrier islands went crazy and exterminated all the coyotes on the island. Much to their horror, a subsequent infestation of rattlesnakes happened shortly thereafter. In a twist of teabagging irony, the locals finally figured out (probably because some marxist wildlife biologist told them) that it turns out that the coyotes were eating rattlesnake, and keeping the snake population in check. Good times, indeed.
 
OK, I'll restate. An adult human going for a jog in a rural area is has such an extraordinarily miniscule chance of being attacked by a coyote that one would have to be the biggest paranoid freak to justify bringing a gun along for a jog to defend against the remotest of remote chances that an attack will occur.

I would think the Gov of Texas has plenty of reasons to carry a gun. Dangerous wildlife would just be one of them.

There is a relatively miniscule chance that there will be a fire in my home. But I have smoke detectors and fire extinguishers in my home.

There is a relatively miniscule chance that I will have a flat tire, but I have a spare tire in my car.
 
LOL....this happens all the time here. Way to go gov. Even with a lasersight a coyote is a difficult kill with a pistol unless you're a) a very good pistol shot, which most people aren't or b) nearly right on top of it.
Uhhh as a former runner....I find it odd that anyone would carry a gun while running.
 
He wasn't attacked by a coyote. He crossed paths with a coyote.

A predator in the wild does not lock in on an animal out of curiousity. If you "cross paths" with a wild predator, unless the predator runs away, you (or your dog) are in danger.
 
Ha!

My city-slicker radar is pegged on Max. This girlish governor is hilarious!

I'm no gun expert, but do you need a .380 caliber with hollow points, if you're "afraid of snakes". Can't you kill one of those dudes with a .22 caliber?

And note to the governor: I've done plenty of trail running and trail hiking. I've never had vicious snakes attack me.

As has been said before, he probably carries a gun because of two legged snakes more than legless ones.

And a .380 is a tiny round. A .22 is not much smaller. The gun itself is a very lightweight pistol. Its not as if he was carrying a cannon.

As far as the hollowpoints go, until ammunition got better, the .380 was considered by many as too under powered to be a decent self-defense round.
 
I would think the Gov of Texas has plenty of reasons to carry a gun. Dangerous wildlife would just be one of them.

There is a relatively miniscule chance that there will be a fire in my home. But I have smoke detectors and fire extinguishers in my home.

There is a relatively miniscule chance that I will have a flat tire, but I have a spare tire in my car.
Have you ever done much running?
 
Have you ever done much running?

I did years ago, before a knee injury ruined it.

And few, if any of my guns would be suitable for carrying while jogging.

But the Ruger .380 weighs 9.4 ozs. Its not as if he were jogging with a full sized handgun.
 
Fair enough, I'll try to make this crystal clear, and then I'm out.

If a coyote tried to kill my dog, I'd either strangle it, or shoot it if I had a gun.

But, this story by the girlish governor has city-slicker written all over it. I ain't buying it. I don't think the coyote was intent on his dog for a morning snack. In my experience, dudes that brag, and engage in rambo-esque false bravado have a habit of embellishing what really actually went down..
I have to agree, the story stinks of city sliker trying to promote an image of hissef.
 
Crazy story. Last night, I decided to take the trash out to the curb at around midnight, mostly because I was too lazy to do it earlier. Clothed only in boxers, I thought to myself "Should I REALLY go through the effort of carrying? It's to the fucking curb (about 50 feet)". I decided in the end that I should.

So now clad in boxers and my 10mm, I grabbed the trash and took it to the curb. As soon as I set it down, I heard a rustling in the bushes next door. Out came a fucking coyote. The first thing I thought was, ironically enough "what the fuck is that?". Then I realized what it was and we just kind of stared at each other. Slowly I moved to my gun, not wanting to make and sudden movements. At the same time I was trying to appear more physically imposing. Animals read body language well, so that's my normal reaction.

Luckily it decided that I wasn't worth the effort, because I doubt I would be happy with the outcome. It was too close to get more than one shot off and even if I had managed to kill it without any injury to myself, I'd have to explain gun fire to the police. Not my idea of fun.

Anyways I thought it'd be an awesome story to tell, given the context.
 
Crazy story. Last night, I decided to take the trash out to the curb at around midnight, mostly because I was too lazy to do it earlier. Clothed only in boxers, I thought to myself "Should I REALLY go through the effort of carrying? It's to the fucking curb (about 50 feet)". I decided in the end that I should.

So now clad in boxers and my 10mm, I grabbed the trash and took it to the curb. As soon as I set it down, I heard a rustling in the bushes next door. Out came a fucking coyote. The first thing I thought was, ironically enough "what the fuck is that?". Then I realized what it was and we just kind of stared at each other. Slowly I moved to my gun, not wanting to make and sudden movements. At the same time I was trying to appear more physically imposing. Animals read body language well, so that's my normal reaction.

Luckily it decided that I wasn't worth the effort, because I doubt I would be happy with the outcome. It was too close to get more than one shot off and even if I had managed to kill it without any injury to myself, I'd have to explain gun fire to the police. Not my idea of fun.

Anyways I thought it'd be an awesome story to tell, given the context.

I'm surprised that the coyote didn't laugh itself to death; looking at you standing in your boxers while trying to draw a 10mm
 
Crazy story. Last night, I decided to take the trash out to the curb at around midnight, mostly because I was too lazy to do it earlier. Clothed only in boxers, I thought to myself "Should I REALLY go through the effort of carrying? It's to the fucking curb (about 50 feet)". I decided in the end that I should.

So now clad in boxers and my 10mm, I grabbed the trash and took it to the curb. As soon as I set it down, I heard a rustling in the bushes next door. Out came a fucking coyote. The first thing I thought was, ironically enough "what the fuck is that?". Then I realized what it was and we just kind of stared at each other. Slowly I moved to my gun, not wanting to make and sudden movements. At the same time I was trying to appear more physically imposing. Animals read body language well, so that's my normal reaction.

Luckily it decided that I wasn't worth the effort, because I doubt I would be happy with the outcome. It was too close to get more than one shot off and even if I had managed to kill it without any injury to myself, I'd have to explain gun fire to the police. Not my idea of fun.

Anyways I thought it'd be an awesome story to tell, given the context.

you should have simply strangled it like Cypress would....
 
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