"We just come from such different sets of circumstance..."
On the way to do some errands this morning I spotted a coyote crossing the road near our house; I pulled over to watch him climb the low ridge next to the road. He reached the top, paused and turned to look at me for a moment. Then, unimpressed, he ran off.
It got me to thinking about him near our territory, us in his. Will Gracie and Rose 'protect' us or are they in danger, especially at night? I suppose he and his brethren have always been around here. (In fact I know they have been. I remember Jim Marty telling us a story about seeing a coyote one morning and dispatching it with his hunting rifle. He made it sound like they were a continual problem.)
But it is a combination of thrilling and worrisome to have seen one so nearby.
"Either he's going to have to stand and fight
Or take off out of here"
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