The creek, west of our Casa is home to many transient guests. This is the latest interloper, Canis latrans. I use plural because there were three of them.
He/she knew I was watching. Those eyes…so penetrating and mysterious! A little skinny but a handsome specimen. Almost seems as though he has a furrow in his brow.
The trio continued to sniff and look my way.
I may have to rethink my walks around our property. With these three lurking about, some precautions may be in order.
We often hear their eerie yips and howls at night…sounds like they are right outside our window. But, out here on the prairie, what sounds close can be miles away.
It does give my husband and I pause. We have grandkids who love to explore on foot or on our trusty golf cart. Now, it might be a little risky. One coyote is interesting…three is a pack. We know they’re capable of doing harm.
These wiley critters are a tenacious species, adapting as they must, be it here in Kansas or suburbia.
I love that we have wildlife all around us. It’s good to know not everything is domesticated. On this foggy morning they fade away into the late-winter landscape, continuing their search.
The leader seems to be saying, “Come on, we’ve got rabbits to catch!”