aprilhenry (aprilhenry) wrote,

Hey - that's not a dog!

This morning began with the computer refusing to turn on and my husband discovering we had no milk. Since we are both dedicated cereal eaters (cereal is our go-to morning meal, meal replacement, snack, and dessert), this was a catastrophe. I picked up my keys and headed for Seven-Eleven.

It was about six-thirty when I headed back. A small dog was trotting down the middle of the road.

Only it wasn't a dog. It was a coyote. Half-grown and looking confused, if I'm any judge of coyote emotions. And heading in the directon of busy Barbur Boulevard and the I-5 freeway.

We're a couple of miles from Gabriel Park, where I know there are coyotes. And way up above our house is a green spine of undeveloped land. Every five or six years we see white-tailed deer, and about 15 years ago, memorably, a buck with a full rack of antlers.

Maybe I'm in the minority, judging by this article, but I kind of like coyotes. It was interesting to read about how well adapted they are to urban life, even more than I imagined.

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