Friday evening after school, I went bowhunting in a Virginia neighborhood. While aloft around 6:35, I saw something trotting south to north and noted it was a coyote. When the animal was just 12 yards distant and running horizontally to my position, I made some doe bleats in hope that I could stop the coyote and attempt a shot.
But, fascinatingly, the coyote never broke stride, looked directly at me high in a tree, then swapped ends and began running in the opposite direction. It is no wonder that these predators are so difficult to hunt. This animal zeroed in on the source of the sound, instantaenously realized that it was fake, and simply ran away.
A very impressive performance by a wild animal, indeed.