One day I was hunting with a friend, I had my shotgun and he had his rifle. I was positioned down in a little bowl and he was positioned above me and to my left. The foxpro was on top of a dike. After we were calling a bit out of nowhere, a coyote jumps up on the dike, stops and just stares at the caller. I instinctively pull up my gun and nail the coyote. Again this was a shotgun and all around the coyote and the foxpro dirt flew. First I thought ALLRIGHT!, then I thought owe no, my foxpro. Thank fully I didn't hit the caller.