Coyote On The Fourth Of July

I’d hazard anyone with the slightest sense of who I am has a pretty good idea that when it comes to animals and wildlife I’m all about protect and respect. The more dissed the coyote, the opossum, the rat, the reptile or spider the more I rally to its side.

And while I can entirely empathize with the half-starved coyote I encountered stomping through the neighbor’s front ivy not more than 15 feet from me while I was taking out the garbage at 1 p.m., make no mistake: all predisposition as that species’ champion retreats while I charge after it all a-flail in my flip flops and let it know it is not at all welcome here.

With previous knowledge of the area coyotes working as a team and for fear the target of my pursuit might be playing the bait card to draw me out so that its partner could move in behind me, I called off the chase and returned to herd Ranger and Pumpkin into the house, leaving Susan to corral Jiggy while I staked out the front yard only to find no sign of the first one, much less any real or imagined second.

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Will Campbell arrived in town via the maternity ward at Good Sam Hospital way back in OneNineSixFour and has never stopped calling Los Angeles home. Presently he lives in Silver Lake with his wife Susan, their cat Rocky, dogs Terra and Hazel, and a red-eared slider turtle named Mater. Blogging since 2001, Will's web endeavors extend back to 1995 with, a comprehensive theater site that was well received but ever-short on capital (or a business model). The pinnacle of his online success (which speaks volumes) arrived in 1997, when much to his surprise, a hobby site he'd built called VisuaL.A. was named "best website" in Los Angeles magazine's annual "Best of L.A." issue. He enjoys experiencing (and writing about) pretty much anything creative, explorational and/or adventurous, loves his ebike, is a better tennis player than he is horr golfer, and a lover of all creatures great and small -- emphasis on "all."