One Morning I was really surprised by a group of coyote pups gamboling all around my front yard. (This is what happens when I forget to cut the grass.) Their guardian (mother?) was lying just under the hedge watching the group. For some reason she thought my front yard was a good playpen. And play they did!
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Mom said this is a good place! |
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What's here? |
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What is that? |
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Okay I've got something to tear apart! Mine! All mine! |
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There's got to be something to pounce here somewhere! |
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Hmmm. What's this? |
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Ah! Now I'm going to get him! |
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You ready to give up? |
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What is that person doing? |
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Who are you? |
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Sleeping Coyote mama |
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Ah, ha! Gotch'ya again! |
Love all your friends, neat pictures...
ReplyDeleteLinda in NM
What a wild, wonderful place you live in!
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