What a weekend. Last night at one thirty in the dead of night a coyote or a coyote and its little buddies dragged the carcass of a dead deer fawn onto the nice flat roof of our garage and proceeded to eat it. My dog Bodie (Destroyer of Bears) and the new puppy went up the hill and laid into them. Finally I had to get up and drag the poor deer off into the woods and everyone quieted down. The coyote – a big silver animal in excellent health – grumbled at me. Coyote eyes shining in the night.
The mystery begins … tonight is the anniversary of my father’s death some years ago. A mysterious date and time.