The Daily Coyote

I so hope that this is not going to end in "The Yearling" style heartbreak, but I'm adoring the photos for now:

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A cousin was telling me how when he lived in Jackson Hole he saw a coyote slink up in broad daylight and snatch and carry off a 15 pound pug that had been sunning itself on his neighbor's porch. And not to be its bride, I'm afraid - no trace of the pug was every found. His neighbors had just moved from New York City and found out the hard way that a pug, defenseless in every way, is not the best choice of pet in Wyoming.

Pot, Kettle

Dateline: front of the library, 8:45 AM.
A seedy looking couple waiting for the doors to the library to open so they could begin their morning toilette bickered. The woman, clutching her breakfast Colt 45, began to upbraid her companion. She pointed her finger at him and declared, “You need to shape up and start getting your shit together!”

I believe those in the field of psychology would call this a classic case of projection.

Big News

I deeply apologize for falling off the face of the earth. I have been working on a creative project of a different sort lately and it has completely kicked my ass. If things go well, we'll be expecting the little pitter pat of feet in June. More details soon, I promise.