There was a reason all this happened, and some day I might write a much longer story about it.
But the short of it is the good lord has made it very clear to me that I'm not to kill animals.
I was out riding around, and sighted a large coyote. For some reason, my immediate reaction was to plug him.
I drew, aimed, and pulled the trigger. The pistol failed to fire.
I tapped, racked, and pulled the trigger again, and the gun still failed to fire. The coyote then ran off.
Taking the gun apart and losing the pin for awhile was my "Time out".
There was absolutely no reason for me to shoot at this animal. In over 20 years living in the wilderness, I have never once had a problem with coyotes.
I was stopped from creating a war, and suffering untold amounts of bad karma.