Got home a hour or so ago from work, seen the missus off to her job, and just got on MO. My pup was raisin cain out in his pen, then the wife's little lap dog (dust mop!) started yappin and went outside. Looked out the window and seen a flash of brown in the yard so I got my 1894C and thumbed in a few rounds. Snuck out the back door and the dust mop was givin a coyote fits, yappin her guts out at it. About the time I was linin up the sights on the wolf the sissy dog broke and run for the house. A dozen jumps or less and the wolf had caught breakfast! Only choice I had was to shoot in amongst em and hope for the best. Dropped the wolf and she dropped the sissy dog. Don't know how bad she's hurt, but the missus came back and is on her way to the vet with her. I'm thinkin it's time to officially declare war on the song dogs!