The Squire went to get something out of the car last night, and stuck his head in the door to motion for me to come outside.
The dog was racing and chasing, having a grand time – with a coyote!
We called the dog back to the house, but the coyote stayed out by the barn, cautious, but not particularly afraid, eating the food we’d put out for the foxes. He sat down and looked at us for a few moments, and then trotted back into the woods.
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