So, as many of you know, I am slowly becoming a "country girl." And by Country Girl I mean we're 30 minutes from the nearest Mall and Target. And, the local school has "tractor day" in the fall.I used to work downtown Indianapolis and it was nice to enjoy both city and country life. But now, most of my days are spent in this little town, and I find myself very happy.
The other night we heard howling in the backyard. We've heard it a lot. Around the 4th of July when fireworks were in full bloom, we heard yipping in the backyard. Steve kept trying to convince me it was coyotes, but I knew it was just dogs.
But then, the other night, we heard the same sound. Steve took off like a shot - determined to see these alleged coyotes. I went after him, and we found ourselves peering out the patio door. He flicked on the outside flood lights and - . . . nothing.
I peered out another window when I heard him call me back. "Look over there by the garden!" And, there was a HUGE coyote. It was almost the size of our Lab. Poking through our garden and heading toward the neighbors' house.
I was freaking out. I got the big stick out of the sliding door. What was I going to do with it? Ida know... it just made me feel better to have a big stick in my hand.
Then our neighbor dog, Ben, comes tearing through his yard- into ours and goes running after the coyote - which actually turned out to be a coyote AND his brother. Ben nipped it in the leg, and scared it/them away.
I kept holding the stick. You know, just in case.
We went upstairs and camped out on our balcony for a while. We could see their glowing eyes when we'd shine our flashlights into the backyard. We got caught up in talking, and realized that the coyotes were gone - back to their lair in the woods.
I really have fallen in love with living here in Pendleton. Who would have thought that I'd have to worry about backyard coyotes?
Anyone know where I can get a good roadrunner/
Meep Meep!
1 comment:
thank God i'm a country boy!!!!!! ahem...girl!!
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