Coyotes
Last night was the closest the coyotes have been. It was amazing.
Coyotes really don't howl. It was alot of yipping and a sound that is
very hard to describe. In my reading about women homesteaders, they
have described hearing coyotes. These women of course would tend to be
very religious. One woman described it as sounding like the gates of
hell opened and demons escaped. At first in was a little frightening
because I was sleeping. It sounded just unreal. The second time I was
awake and it was still unbelievable. In the two times I heard them,
only once each time sounded like a howl. They were right across the
highway in a pasture. We were listening to the birds as we fell asleep
and it sounded like we were in Africa. It is such a rush to listen to
all the sounds. We used to have cattle. When we were calving, I had
the graveyard shift. I would hear the coyotes, but they sounded
farther away. Last night I was glad I wasn't in a tar paper shanty.
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