"Coyotes move within a landscape of attentiveness.
I have seen their eyes in the creosote bushes and among mesquite trees.
They have watched me. And all the times that I saw no eyes,
that I kept walking and never knew, there were still coyotes.
When I have seen them trot away, when I have stepped from the floorboard of my truck,
leaned on the door, and watched them as they watched me over their shoulders,
I have been aware for that moment of how much more there is.
Of how I have only seen only an instant of a broad and rich life."
Craig Childs, The Animal Dialogues: Uncommon Encounters in the Wild
They look so different up here in the cold and snow...
not as skinny as the ones down south...
fortunately...this guy was on the side of the road in June Lake...
I have an aversion to them anywhere near our house and kitties!!!