I was
up on a ridge past the north entrance of Yellowstone. I was
tracking these three coyotes with my binoculars. All of the
sudden one of them split from the other two and crossed the
river and went up a very steep hill. The other two ran ahead.
Suddenly, I see a big horn sheep come running down a softer
slope of the hill with the coyote chasing the sheep, and at
the bottom were the other two coyotes. I'll leave the rest
to your imagination.
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