Driving home Thursday evening about 6 p.m. a coyote was in the middle of our quiet street. My daughter and I decided to follow her to see where she was going. So we rolled slowly past our house then stopped as the coyote peed in the street. Fluffy tail with a pretty white tip at the end. She went uphill a bit then turned into a neighbor's driveway, disappearing into his back yard. Bye-bye coyote.
I was glad our chicks were safely in the dining room in their cardboard box. I was also glad to see that canis latrans looked fairly healthy -- after seeing so many desperately ratty, practically fur-less, coyotes in the 3+ years since the Griffith Park Fire. My guess: lots of gophers and fruit to eat this year with the cool weather and the decent rain some months back.
Our sighting made me think of the blog Daily Coyote, which chronicles the life of a coyote raised as a pet in Wyoming. So I checked in on Daily this evening. When I first started following it, Charlie was a pup. Now Charlie is three -- and, while he is a pet, he is wiry, rangy, coyote elegant. He looks sleeker than the gal Madeleine and I saw on our street this evening. But then again, Charlie sleeps indoors in a bed and doesn't have to worry about meals.
Photo via Gawker. Coyote in a convenience store on Madison Avenue?