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Tuesday, December 15, 2015

What Do You Call A Bunch Of Coyotes?

Anyway it sounded like a bunch of them howling as I lay listening quietly in bed in the middle of the night. Sounded as if they were by a pond near our street. We live in town but had many acres at the end of our street where wild animals lived so where did the coyotes come from? Are they trying to reclaim their home? Progress took their home, all cleared of trees and brush. Then progress stopped and now the animals are gone until last night. Before they cleared the land, we at times saw a Roadrunner or skunk in our yard. One day coming home I saw a Fawn walking into the yard of the Senior Apartments near by. Once a large deer almost raced me down the street in my truck. John used to walk early in the morning. As he rounded the corner he would see a Fox resting in a neighbor's yard. Was it resting or was it watching for one of their precious kitties? I miss the wild animals, I hope the coyotes come back to howl again and remind me of nights and days in the past.

9 comments:

TexWisGirl said...

pack. :) we get packs singing and carousing here pretty often. when the creek is dry, they run the creek bed, singing, yipping, howling. we had one soloist early this morning driving the dogs crazy. they have to go outside and bark or sing along. :)

BlueRidge Boomer said...

Our coyotes are back around our house also.....they were doing some logging in the area and the pack moved on for a while...

Sharon said...

I don't know what a bunch of them are called. If they are close again, that's sad. They don't have as good a chance in town. Sometimes we have a "bunch" across the road and it scares me to let Jack and Jill outside before bed.

Jon said...

There are so many packs of coyotes here in the mountains that I finally got used to them. I actually enjoy listening to them howling late at night - - but sometimes they make strange almost-human sounds.

When I lived in Texas lots of strange creatures would manage to get in my back yard. One was a big red fox. I'll never know how he climbed the fence.

I hope your back is getting better.

Rose said...

We call it a pack around here...we live in a small town, east of us a block is the railroad and then a cornfield pass that. I have heard them from our front porch. My daughter lived in Indianapolis, in a well established neighborhood and seen a fox in their/their neighbor's yard a couple times, and seen coyotes at a major intersection. I think they are are becoming used to us.

In a town within our local news station's viewing area, a woman had coyotes try to drag her kid from their yard a few years back. I think she heard it screaming and scared it off. I hate to think what would have happened otherwise...her child was up about 3 years old...they were in the country. I think she had just ran inside for a minute...

Lux G. said...

Scary, but then again, that kind of life can be easily missed. Wouldn't it be nice to see those rarely seen animals around the neighborhood without causing havoc and posing danger to our lives and our pets'?

Hootin Anni said...

In our decade here in Texas I've seen TWO coyotes. One on the beach and the other along the highway between here and Houston. But we used to see them A LOT in Arizona...in town. I had a couple follow me home through the desert when out walking early in the morning once. Scary, but still neat at the same time.

Oh yes...to hear them....awesome.

troutbirder said...

We've had a similar change. One there were less than five home on a township road and several hundred acres of woods. Now the woods and the wild animals are mostly gone replaced by suburbia and its manicured lawns. I liked the woods much better...

jack69 said...

I am reading back over some of the posts during our absence. This one hit me, yep we miss some of the things we were raised with, and even in the recent past.
once when back packing in the Smoky mountains, Sherry heard something in the night. She described it but I did not know. The next day we ran into a RAnger who told her it was a Coyote.
I could not hear it. Maybe now if it happened, I could hear.

I enjoyed reading of the past there in TExas, just a LITTLE different here, since we were not used to Coyotes and Roadrunners. (smile).