So I picture you sitting down to eat your oatmeal. Your new rifle laying on the table just inches behind your bowl so you can gaze at it like a kid with a new toy.
It's early 'cause I see you still have your camo jammies on when out of the corner of your eye you see movement out in the horse pasture. Thinking quickly you stand up and open the plate glass door as quietly as you can.
Moving your oatmeal bowl out of the way you pick up your new rifle and use the scope to better see what's moving around out there. IT'S A COYOTE!!
Using the table for a steady rest you flip the safety off, get a good sight picture and WHOOOM!!!! One dead coyote.
So, you wake the wife put on your boots and head out for a photo op.
This how it happened?