Did I say I hate Coyotes? Yeah, I did.
It's almost midnight here on the east coast; we have a new puppy 9 months old and it was time to take her out to do her business before bed because she isn't housebroken yet. It's cold here by the shore and I'm walking the dog around the house trying to get her to take a dump. We'd been outside for 15 minutes or so and she hasn't dropped a load yet. Our place is pretty remote and surrounded by a couple hundred acres of woods. The howling starts from somewhere in those woods; just one of them; it's a long-drawn-out howl. I can feel the hairs on the back of my neck start to stand on end.
Now our Coyotes aren't little pipsqueaks like you see in the Western movies; these bastards are big, run about 70 pounds and are absolutely fearless.
My town has grown in population since covid; city folks who had summer properties here decided to get out of their suburbs and spend the time here away from the crowded towns around Boston, NYC etc.
These new folks think it's cute to feed the bastards on the regular, now the coyotes have no fear of humans and if you've got a dog on a leash they will stalk and attack it and you if you try to defend your dog. We used to have Coyote hunts every winter with a prize going to the person who brought in the most pelts. Not anymore, the lefty tree huggers raised such a stink about it that the yearly hunt has been canceled for a few years now.
These days when I walk the dog I have to carry a pistol.
It sucks to have to do that even in daytime.
I hate Coyotes.
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