Among all the critters that inhabit the desert is the
coyote. We usually see them in winter
months when they come to lower elevations looking for prey, although I do have
a nice pic of one I took in the middle of the day during May a couple of years
ago. I was as shocked to see him as he
was to see me, but he wasn’t afraid at all as I went outside with my camera.
About three days ago right about sunset we saw three coyotes
hunting in a pack in the back desert. The
back desert is really a part of my backyard although we have a block wall up to
separate the two. I’m sure these guys
were out looking for pets in the backyards of the houses in our
neighborhood. I could only get a pic of
one of them, as it watched the other two further down the bluff, because it was
getting dark. They meandered down the
hill to my back wall and then went off toward the neighbors. I prayed all the people had their pets in the
house that night. The policeman next
door lets his cats run all over the neighborhood and isn’t concerned at all
telling me “they have nine lives?”
What? He makes me so disgusted
because he has small kids who care for the cats and it would be devastating to
them to see one run over in front of the house.
He’s very insensitive to that. The
lady on the other side of us, further down the street, lets her cats out during
the day but brings them in at night.
Now we don’t know if any animals in the neighborhood became
prey to these coyotes that night or not.
We had the TV on, windows closed, and it was just as well. We’ve heard the howls in the desert on many a
night since we’ve moved here and the last screams of animals that became
dinner. It sends shivers up my spine
even though I know that this is nature and it’s been going on way before me and
will go on way after I’m gone. After all,
animals can’t go to the grocery store like we do, can they? It’s all about survival and you have to eat
to survive.
On an unrelated note, I had a flat tire today that took up
most of my day. I haven’t had a flat in
twenty or thirty years. Even my spare
tire was flat. I was glad I have an
honest mechanic I could call to the rescue because hubby was at work. So now I have to buy a new tire and they
aren’t cheap for my car. That’s a whole
other story. At least my rim is okay and
I’m safe so I’ll deal with the rest of it tomorrow.
When we lived in Southern California a few years back, there were coyotes in our neighborhood. They were quite bold too; didn't seem to be afraid on people. We never let the dog out at night without being there with him with a big stick just in case. I remember one time a coyote out by the back fence just waiting and watching, wondering if the dog would be out there. Their howls at night would remind me at times of children laughing for some odd reason.
ReplyDeletebetty
Betty,
DeleteI do think the coyotes look for people's pets that are unattended in the backyards. It's never wise to let them out at night.
Sunni
Glad the tire is sort of fixed. That's never fun.
ReplyDeleteLiz,
DeleteYes, flat tires are no fun. I had to order the tire for my car today so I still have the do-nut tire on there for two more days. I guess they don't keep low profile tires in stock around here. The guy told me no freeway driving and to keep it under 50, but 45 was better. That spare is 18 years old anyway, so not sure how good it is either.
Sunni