Poor doggie
Sunday evening I was sitting in my office trying to get some work done. The internet connection was down, but luckily I had most of the files that needed to be worked on locally. It was nice and warm – my window was open.
7:30pm I hear a pack of coyotes just across “La Vida Trail”. They get louder and louder. I have no idea how many coyotes there are, but it sounds like a whole platoon. Coyotes are usually quiet and only when they are about to make a kill (or just made a kill), they call the pack to the dinner table. Guess another poor rabbit bit the dust. WRONG!
While the coyotes are still howling and barking I hear some people screaming in the distance. I hear a dogs name being shouted followed by whistling. 1 hour later I still hear the dog owners looking for their pet. No more coyotes to be heard. My guess is that some poor puppy went to deep into coyote-territory and was not big enough to scare them off. Poor doggie.
Over the last few years Frisco, Max and I had numerous coyote-encounters. While they were puppies I kept them close by or on a leash, but now they are big enough to fight for themselves. I saw them getting close to coyotes several times and while they seem to be interested in the canines, they also seem to sense that they should not mess with the dog-look-a likes. It’s almost as if they treat them with respect and vice-versa.
If you have a dog that smaller than about 40 pounds, do yourself a favor and walk him on a leash.
photo courtesy of http://www.oteromesa.org/coyote.htm
PS: I know that I have at least one photo of a coyote in my collection. Can’t find it, no matter how hard I try. There are tons of photos that don’t have tagging information which means I’m looking for a needle in a haystack. Somebody should really write that auto-tagging software that does image recognition … you could make a fortune.
