...but didn't think I'd need it. I was merely taking YL 3 blocks to early morning band lessons. Why on earth would I need my phone?? I wasn't expecting to make a call or need to take a photo. I thought the most exciting thing I'd see would be the bare parkway in front of her school. They cut down 7 trees yesterday... the dreaded Dutch Elm.
On my way home, as I was winding up the street, I saw what looked like someone's dog in the road ahead. I drove slowly, waiting to see if maybe someone was with it. As I got closer, I realized it was not a dog. From the shape of the head, and fullness of the tail, I was thinking it was one of the many foxes that hang out in the area. I cruised around to come at it from a different angle and get a better look. As I pulled up and it looked at me, I saw it was no fox. It was a lovely coyote, leisurely prancing through the suburban yards. Bunnies beware. Little dogs beware. He looked like he might enjoy and benefit from a good meal...
I wish I had had my phone so I could have taken a photo. He was right there... mere feet away from my car... close enough that I could see his lovely brindled markings. He looked good, but out of place. He didn't belong here. I knew how he felt.
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