Also my dad found a coyote den out in the pasture by the creek where he had spooked it out a couple of times. He kept telling me to drive out there at dusk to blast it but I was like "Nah, I'm pretty tired. Why don't you?" and he just kept saying maybe I will.
I'm pretty sure he had some sort of traumatic event with a gun/animal at some point growing up because I've literally never seen him shoot a gun let alone an animal and he gets angry when I shoot rabbits/won't let me kill a skunk.
I know he used to hunt as a kid and he taught my brother and I gun safety/how to shoot when we were growing up but I can never recall actually seeing him shoot a gun.