Coyotes

This morning I when I walked the dogs by starlight at 5:15 AM, coyotes were yipping deep in the woods to the south. They were joined by a soloist, extremely loud, who appeared to be howling from the trees right beyond my sheep fence, a hundred yards away. My heart jumped. My dogs cocked their heads but were silent.

A neighbor on the other side of the woods captured this morning’s chorus — sans soloist — on her iPhone forty-five minutes later (above).

Nick’s girlfriend Amy drove into the farm yesterday. The bold yellow coyote was standing in the driveway in the sunshine. He stared at her, unafraid.  Finally she honked her horn and he slipped back into the woods.

This situation is wearing on my nerves.

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3 Responses to Coyotes

  1. Mac West says:

    Sel, If you would ever like to borrow a rifle, let me know.

  2. Ned says:

    It sounds like you need a rifle handy at all times. You never know when it is going to show up. I keep one by the door and sometimes in the truck but it’s hard to get anything done with it hung over your shoulder.

  3. Missy says:

    Ohhh, that is not a pleasant sound! I’m sure coyotes and wolves sound completely different (no experience of either here in Oz) but that sound reminds me of a book I read as a child… “The Wolves of Willoughby Chase”. I’ve ever since thought that howling wild dogs must be a dreadful sound, except when my mini-poodle does it at passerbys, then it’s amusing. How do you feel about hearing that so close by?

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