Today was a good reminder of how tough coyotes are, even the pups. I was on my first stand 15 minutes before sunrise, with my Bog-Pod set up at full height in the soon-to-be-shadow of a juniper, looking down a gentle slope into some light sagebrush and cheatgrass cover. It was cold (20F) and clear, with (unfortunately) a gentle downslope breeze that was sure to have the coyotes circling the call downwind. I was situated so that I could shoot them from either approach direction before they crossed my scent cone. I started off with 4-5 minutes of "adult cottontail", then "raccoons fighting" (seems to attract coyotes thinking that the fight is over the rabbit they heard squealing), then old reliable "coyote pup distress". As usual, the coyote simply appeared out of nowhere, as though he had sprung directly from the earth. He was only 36 yards away, upwind of the call (dumb pup), staring straight at the FoxPro and never even glancing in my direction. The 40gr NBT hit a rib going in, fragmenting explosively and completely destroying the coyote's heart. Yet he ran another 34 yards, spraying blood and leaving chunks of heart and lung tissue the full length of his trail. I tried another stand 1.5 miles away with no luck, other than having 2 different packs of coyotes barking and howling at me. I took the dogs for their usual morning run, spotting a lame coyote pup in a pivot about a half mile away. He's been limping around that pivot with a gimpy front leg for the past several weeks. I moseyed on back to the truck, put the dogs in the back seat, and took the 22BR and Bog-Pod down the 2-track the half mile to where I had seen the coyote. He had moved a couple of hundred yards, but was still only 150 yards from the edge of the pivot. I was able to stalk him by crouch-walking and keeping taller sagebrush between me and him. When I was 50 yards from the edge of the pivot, I waited for the coyote to put his head down to catch a rodent, then quickly set up the Bog-Pod beside a tall sagebrush for a broadside shot. The first shot broke the humerus of his near leg and dropped him momentarily, but after hitting that heavy bone the 40gr NBT didn't penetrate to the vitals. The coyote spun towards me, weakly, and a second later the next shot hit him left of center in the chest and exited his left side abdominal cavity -- an unusually large amount of penetration. Even then, he was still alive (though not for long, and not able to move) when I got to him a minute later. I examined his legs and feet but couldn't figure out why he had been limping for the past few weeks. Are coyotes tough? You bet they are.