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Coyote Ugly

Posted in whimsy by Paul Butzi on February 27, 2007

Tracy Helgeson’s post about discovering there’s a (dead) mouse in her studio had me chuckling this morning, because it brought back so clearly my amusing-in-retrospect experiences during the dread Twice-Yearly Invasion of Small Animals that we experience here in the forest – once in the fall as the little critters all look for a warm place to escape the coming winter (and choose the studio), and then again in the spring when they come out of hiding and the population boom begins.

So, anyway, here’s my amusing story of a recent trial/tribulation.  Last Friday, our dog Kodak brought home his coyote friend.

Well, actually, that’s not true.  He didn’t bring home ALL of his coyote friend, he only brought back part.  Just the head, really.  Not all of the head, either.  Just a well gnawed section of the coyote head; the upper portion – the muzzle, with all of the skull from the eye sockets back missing.  I am not going to contemplate what happened to the REST of the coyote skull, thank you very much.  Just this little remnant was sufficient, given that it still retained whiskers, teeth, etc.

And, more amusingly, Paula didn’t want the last thing in his mouth be part of a rotting coyote carcass, so she brought him inside and gave him some treats.  So now, we’ve got a dog trained to think “Gee, whenever I find part of a coyote, I should bring it home and leave it on the studio porch”.  This would not be quite so upsetting if there weren’t 97% of a rotting coyote carcass (apparently everything except the muzzle) within Kodak’s perambulating distance.

I’m afraid to let the dog outside, for fear that he’ll decide to have an Adventure.  I am not opposed to canine adventures, but I’d prefer that he have adventures which didn’t result in my getting another little lesson in the anatomy of Canis latrans.  I’m hoping he’ll return to his previous favorite adventure pastime, which was taking one of the tennis balls and giving it swimming lessons in the stream. 

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  1. sjconnor said, on February 27, 2007 at 2:56 pm

    Pssst….don’t capitalize “Latrans”. Only on the genus name gets capitalized.

    Great story.

  2. Paul Butzi said, on February 27, 2007 at 3:15 pm

    Capitalization corrected.

    UPDATE: Kodak returned from afternoon wander. No coyote bits on porch. Kodak only slightly wet but fairly muddy, so I assume it was too cold for swimming lessons and the water is from some muddy puddle somewhere.

  3. Rosie Perera said, on March 5, 2007 at 11:35 pm

    Loved your description of your dog “taking one of the tennis balls and giving it swimming lessons in the stream.” Mine gives tennis balls being-hit-on-the-head lessons by throwing them (yes throwing them, not just dropping them) repeatedly on the floor to get my attention. Usually it’s really food she wants, not a game of fetch. But she knows that dropping the ball over and over will finally get me to turn away from my computer and attend to her. She’s trying to get me to believe she’s a computer orphan.

  4. Local color « Musings on Photography said, on March 31, 2007 at 7:30 am

    […] 31st, 2007 Just after Kodak had his Coyote Adventures, we got a phone call from a neighbor who had found Kodak about quarter mile away from our house […]

  5. rvewong said, on June 5, 2008 at 8:53 am

    Paul,

    Do you think I could borrow Kodak for a couple of months?

    You should be able to make some money out of that trained coyote hunter, to heck with art.


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