Well, I did not use a knife, but there is a good picture of one at the end
and I just have to tell somebody this story.
This morning, I see some buzzards. Never a good sign for a cattleman. While driving toward them, Spunky, my Rat Terrier, takes a shortcut across my neighbor's pasture. Out comes a coyote on an interception path. Spunky sizes up the situation and heads for the truck. I open the door for her and get out. Coyote keeps coming, which is very unusual. I go around to the passenger side and pull out my ranch hand's 270. Coyote stops about a hundred yards away, turns around and begins casually trotting away. I miss an easy shot.
Drive to the buzzard party and sure enough, the remains of a dead calf. The momma cow is not far away, watching helplessly. I back the truck under a tree where I can keep overwatch on the remains, about 200 yards. Low and behold, 30 minutes later, there is the coyote. She sees me and turns to leave. I yell, "Hey." She stops and stares. I miss.
Insert alibi. A couple of weeks ago, I "helped" my ranch hand by replacing the scope rings on his Remington 770 with low rings and mount the scope farther forward. He likes the new setup and we fire one shot to see if we have minute of zipcode accuracy and make a mental note to shoot some paper targets at 100 yards later to get final zero. Never got around to that.
Grab a hamburger, return to the ranch with my new Ruger American Compact in 243 and a camp chair and settle in under the tree. We had seen three coyotes yesterday and then this one today. Lewis and Clark called them Prairie Wolves when they first saw coyotes on their expedition. There is no way of knowing if a coyote killed the calf or which coyote it might have been, but I am disturbed by the boldness and lack of fear shown by this one.
After about an hour, out steps the coyote, but farther away. She looks straight at me then starts milling around. The little 90 grain .243 bullet slams her to the ground. 280 yards according to the Measure My Land App on my iPhone.
It was a heck of a day for me, and Spunky. Very pleased with the Ruger and relieved the coyote is taken care of.
Notice how the coyote has serrated teeth similar to the Spyderedge.