He had just got done shaking off some coyotes. I'm guessing whoever picks up my neighbor for work scared them off. He was standing there motionless until I got out to take his picture. I got pretty close before he ever even noticed me. He ran about 20 yards closer to the house and stopped. You can't see in the picture but the whole yard to the left is filled with tracks and evidence of a struggle. He definitely did not make it. When he ran away I noticed they had already started to eat away at his asshole. I felt really bad but there was nothing I could do. Not my property and I had a meeting to be at. Nature gives no fucks about feelings...