They wake me up a lot in the middle of the night. The cackle laugh shoots right through my sleep and leaves we laying there, mostly asleep wondering if they caught or are catching something. The laugh/call echoes through the valley, bouncing around the 'hood too. The natural order, I suppose, "fish gotta swim, birds gotta eat." I don't know how many of there are, nor how they travel in packs or pairs. They're talking to someone.
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saw the local Coyotes in Meeshow a few weeks back for the first time. A pair of 'em, looked like they were into lunch or something...didn't stick around to ask.
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