Usually, all I see while walking is fairly innocuous stuff. You know the usual things one sees discarded on a country road: empty beer cans and various other forms of litter. I see birds and bugs. Various forms of animal tracks. This is a fun one. I try to identify as many as I can. So far, I've seen deer (lots and lots of deer), horse, dog, bunny rabbit, raccoon, possum, quail, and turkey. Today, however, was quite different.
I was walking with Rylea and the neighbor's dog. Beside the road there is a hill. We hadn't gone very far, when Ry ran up the side of the hill a little ways and started growling and jumping. Well, not really jumping, but kind of bouncing stiff legged. I went up there to see, thinking it was probably a possum, but when I got there, it was a coyote!
I'd known they were back there because I've heard them yipping, but I never thought I'd run up on one. Especially not in broad daylight. But there he was, snarling and growling. Fortunately, it didn't attack. I hollered at Rylea and told her that thing would eat her alive, and we high-tailed it out of there.
That's quite enough adventure for me these days.
For your Music Monday, a classic.