The moon must have brought them out last night. It was horrible.
They started around 8:30. Yipping and screaming. The kept it up all night long. It was so bad, I seriously considered closing the window. At one point, one of our cats up in the bay window was growling at something outside. I’d bet my next weeks’ lunches that it was a coyote in the yard. I have to admit, I was happy to see KittyMeeze here for breakfast.
I hate coyotes. I really and truly hate them. I smiled when I saw one dead on the side of the freeway on the way to WalMart this morning.
I hate them.