Amanda Dycke said she knew something bad had happened to her son when she heard the toddler scream on Tuesday.
She ran outside to find her three-year-old lying in the road, being attacked by a coyote.
“I saw the coyote on his head, chewing on his head,” she said.
Dycke’s son, Ayden Ramm, needed 148 stitches after the attack outside the family backyard in Burnaby, B.C.
It was the first of two coyote attacks in Metro Vancouver within 24 hours this week.
Just shoot the damned things. Both our species will be better off for it.
Shoot them? Hell no. Live-trap the bastards and release them where the tree-huggers live. Rockliffe Park and Westmount would be a good start.
VX or sarin for the entire lower mainland would be cheaper.
I … LIKE … the way you think!
This. Maybe what is needed here is for a coyote to chew off the head of one of Sophie’s brats.
I’ve always thought that Stanley Park could use a couple of grizzly bears. Don’t feed them for a week before the original release, and make sure that groups like “friends of bears” know the release date and throw a party for them at the site.
Dad shot one from our car when I was a kid.Their all over the lower mainland in bc and cocky as hell cause Wile knows he won’t be shot.
Coyotes or leftist Vancouverites?
“Just shoot the damned things. ”
Exactly what I told a certain sensitive lady who was posting warning notices about nearby coyote den (!) on our local suburban trail.
“Oh no,” she responded in horror “We shot all the wolves and that is why we have so many coyotes now. If we get rid of coyotes the fox population will explode”.
“So we (allegedly) went from wolves to coyotes and you are opposed to moving from coyotes to foxes? Would you prefer we went back to more wolves?” I replied, while desperately trying to see a bad side of the proposed scenario.
She was deeply offended and unwilling to answer my question. She left to post more notices with her three tiny (two off leash, all adopted from far away) mixed breed dogs in tow. She no longer says “Hi” to me.
We have a group of rabbits that live in our neighbourhood here in Edmonton and they often come into our apartment complex to feed. Whenever I see them, I talk to them (no, not like Jimmy Stewart in the movie Harvey) because I want them to recognize my voice and know that I’m friendly whenever I leave food for them. I try to stay at least 3 or 4 metres from them because I want them to be cautious around humans.
Every toddler that comes along wants to play with them, but I can understand that as they’re children. However, there are adults who think that every wild animal inside city limits should be treated like a personal pet.
A few years ago, in the strip mall across the freeway, a young rabbit was quietly minding its business when a woman tried to sneak up on it with the intention of having it eat from her hand.
I told her to leave the carrot she had and to back off because the rabbit might spook and, besides, she was disturbing it while it was eating. Did she listen to me? Of course not and the rabbit did what rabbits do, it moved elsewhere. She wouldn’t leave it in peace and kept chasing after it. The critter clearly didn’t appreciate her attention and it eventually ran away.
She must have watched too many wildlife documentaries on CBC or PBS.
yah, don’t shoot a coyote, shoot a libtard!!!!
We have a fair few in our neighbourhood. Should they make too many depredations into our vegetation, I’m thinking hausenpfeffer. Or casseroled in red wine. Or both.
I went for s stroll while visiting an Etobicoke subdivision a few weeks ago…encountered a beautiful coyote running full tilt thru the built up ‘hood. He crossed my path 3 times! We seldom see them so close in to our Northern Ontario home.
The story on Weather Network about the Etobicoke coyotes claims people are feeding them…that explains their boldness. Ha! That same neighbourhood is overrun with racoons. Nature confuses the folks at the Weather Network.
Sometimes it’s better to beg forgiveness than ask permission . We have coyote derbies .
Yep, if coyotes learn to be scared of humans then they’re safer too. When we went gopher hunting as kids at relative’s or friend’s farms and ranches, the coyotes and foxes would run like hell when they saw a pickup truck in the field. They might kill a dog or livestock but they kept their distance from humans. Deterrence training works pretty well with coyotes.
Pity it isn’t considered in good taste to use “deterrence training” on savages and liberals. If they learned to be afraid of civilized, decent people, they might learn to behave—or simply self-deport.
I’m disturbed by the inference that there should be an open season on people I disagree with on political or ideological issues. I doubt that responsible gun owners, hunters or ranchers would want to be associated wit that kind of remark, even if meant in jest.
Frozen crab apples provide an animal party for all sorts…..
Last winter there were 4 deer lounging all day in the yard. They ate, broke tree and shrub branches and left little presents everywhere. They were listless, lackadaisical, languorous and lethargic and probably drunk. They stayed all day and owned the place!
There are various birds pecking at the birdfeeder. There are two rabbits usually hiding in the shrubs. An erected spy camera indicated that there are 4 different cats that visit too. There is the odd mouse and there are voles too. The big pest of all, lately is a SKUNK!
Not happy about the last one. All this is in the city! Imagine that!
….and freaking squirrels too!
I know what you’re referring to.
I inherited my father’s estate, which includes his pickup and his house. I keep the truck there while I’m working on clearing out the place and I park it in the back alley.
Right next to it is a mountain ash, which produces berries. During the past two winters, the berries froze and the local waxwings find them irresistible. Every time I travelled to the house, I would find the truck’s cab covered with berries, leftover leaves, and, well, you-know-what.
But, considering how much the waxwings were enjoying themselves, I didn’t mind it too much when they left their calling cards.
During the year, I have all sorts of birds in the yard, including magpies, crows, and jays. Watching and listening to them is one of the few things I actually like about being at the house. Apparently in earlier years, my father said he saw deer wandering around as well as grouse. The house is located a few km from a creek and a wooded area just north of town, so I imagine that’s where those critters came from.
Whenever someone gets too smug and hoity-toity about my hobby of shooting coyotes, I whip out my phone and show them my sister’s Critter-Cam video of thirty seconds of the cute newborn calf getting to its feet for the first time followed by a minute of the calf being ripped to shreds by the pack of coyotes.
bobby b.;
You should post that so others can link to it or download it, for educational purposes.
Maybe on bitchute(less censored) and youtube with a Why We Shoot Coyotes title.
Coyotes keep other pest animals such as skunks and raccoons under control. I appreciate their role in the country. They will attack small dogs, however, often by one coyote luring the dog into the midst of an awaiting pack. Coyotes are one of the most successful predatory animals in Canada – even more successful than the Liberals, another successful predator that is not so popular in the Prairies.
From the CBC article:
If you see a coyote, conservation officers advise you to:
•Make yourself look large and back away slowly.
•Stay with your children.
•Keep dogs on a leash.
•Not approach the coyote and get into a vehicle or back in your house
How about: Grab a firearm and blow the critter away? No wonder they are not afraid of humans anymore, if you cede the field and run away?
wolves are the astute independent business owner and, extended family of the wilderness.
coyotes are the g*^&&&*#mn in-yer-face in-yer-face street gang punnnnks.
I would be sad at the situation but NOT hesitate to plug one if it got too ‘cozy’.
Last summer and fall we had a good sized male coyote wandering thru the pastures and yard on a regular basis. Kept the gopher population down a bit, but we were worried about the barn cats. One evening he was in our neighbours pasture and started the howl.
Bill, our rottweiler newfoundland cross, sauntered thru the fence, walked towards the coyote and sat down about 50ft away. staring.The coyote howled long and loud. Bill laid down, still facing him. The coyote stopped the racket, turn tail and trotted away, never to be seen again.
No need to shoot when you have Bill!