The Coyotes Were Out This Morning

I hate doing it, but - every morning before I let my dogs out into the yard - I start my hubby's truck using the auto start. The engine starts, the lights come on, and then I let Brunel and Lightning out. We have coyotes in the field next to us. They come and go. They hadn't been heard in a while, but I worry, so every morning, that's my routine.

I'm also scared of the dark. I hate it. 68 years old and still haven't broken the habit. Sometimes I feel a bit ridiculous but it is what it is.

So, truck started, and I let the boys out, and Brunel IMMEDIATELY starts going crazy and barking wildly. Lightning came straight back after doing what he needed to, but Bru just kept running around, barking very forcefully. I finally got him back in, just before Mark left at 5.30.

So, the boys and I settle on the bed, and I'm working away doing stuff with my AVON, and on Facebook, and all of a sudden I hear those blood curdling yips, yelps and howling, the coyotes in full victory song. Down in MY field, closer than I want them, and one of the reasons I don't want my boys going down in our field.

Just scary.

So, when I let the boys out again at 8, after dawn broke, I was already dressed and went outside with them. If I am there constantly talking to them, they don't try to disappear down the field. 32 degrees at that point, and there I was, out with them, making sure they didn't abscond.

They're now sound asleep - again - on the bed as I work on the computer.