Joan, I totally understand what you mean about the coyotes. I used to ride the very early morning buses, and often saw a pair of coyotes (the same pair, I think) walking in the middle of the street, back towards their hills. They ignored me, but there would be times when they’d throw a glance my way in acknowledgement. Made my day. It still surprises me how much some people seem to resent their very existence. There is a total hierarchy of what animals–and people–will tolerate in “their” neighborhoods and “their” trail.

This will sound weird, but you can talk to coyotes if you see them on the streets at night (which you will in some parts of Los Angeles) – and they will stand there listening. Not that I pretend to read their minds, just that it’s nice sometimes to get to love them to their faces. Even if all they’re doing is weighing whether there’s enough of them to take my five foot ass or not, ha.

Thanks again for this post, and thanks Flip Flopping Joy for this ongoing series! xoxo