I've seen coyotes around here over the years.
There was one that came up out of a creek a few miles north of here.
I've seen them in various fields as we've driven on country roads usually skulking along a tree or brush line.
And I've seen them on the road as roadkill.
A couple of years ago we were camping up in Nebraska and I heard a pack howling at night. It was awesome to hear them calling. I asked at the campground office the next day and the staff said that there were two packs in and near the park.
The other night I was having some trouble sleeping. And around 123o in the morning, I heard the distinctive sound of a coyote howling. It was quickly joined by another and then another. In the end there were at least four all howling.
It sounded like it was right behind us but I know it was further away. My wife slept through it. The dog slept through it.
And I was blessed to hear the call. It was a reminder that the wild is not very far away, even though I may try to push it away.
And I slept well after that...
Monday, January 17, 2011
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