Another coyote this morning. This one looked so weary and lost, that even though I knew he was shuffling to find a rabbit, I felt sorry for him. He didn't want to talk with me. Instead, his slumped shoulders told me Yeah, no. Not right now. I'm might have to convert to eating grass, and the whole thing just bums me out. Unless ya gots a double shot of rabbit, I ain't gots the time.



