Monday, March 19, 2012

Coyote at the back door

Bella was standing at the gate near the garage, hackles up, barking. Being so tall her head is above the gate, but she cannot jump over (or at least, she has never tried). Standing under the oak tree was a large, proud grey coyote. Almost close enough to touch noses, but not quite brave or stupid-enough. When I yelled and clapped my hands, he slunk off towards the creek.

They are becoming far too bold around the houses, but we can't do anything about them other than make a lot of noise. Or kill them. And that I am very reluctant to do. (If I find my cat inside one of them, I may change my mind.)

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