Territorial Dispute

 We ran across the big coyote again, but saw it first, and quietly watched it for the longest time. When it finally noticed the three of us watching, it was unnerved, and went into the brush, but my dogs could still see it, and I knew where it was from watching the dogs. At a good distance, it came out and yipped at us. I answered each yip with a manly shout, and each time that I shouted, it would back up a little further. After about four yipping sessions it went away.