|Our 7 year old granddaughter Faith snapped this picture. She loves photography.|
|This pic is blurry, but it was the best I could get before he flew.|
My assumption was that this was a female, but I have been told that it is only young. This picture is very graphic, but that is the way of nature. The birds are feasting on a dead coyote. To me, a dead coyote is a good one. Hope that doesn't offend anyone, but one afternoon this fall I was chiseling cornstalks, and five of the scariest looking coyotes followed me up and down the field chasing down field mice.
I WAS FREAKED OUT!
And very glad to be on a very large tractor in a secure cab with my cellphone ready to call B11 (my husband) if I had any trouble. We have had a couple of large dogs just "disappear" in the past, and I have always wondered if they had a run-in with a coyote. Also, sometimes at night, it sounds as if thousands of them are howling all around us. It is just plain creepy.
This guy means business and I wouldn't want to mess with him.
The community buzz is that several eagles have been spotted in our county, and I think everyone is hoping they just might stick around.
Our high school mascot is the eagle, so wouldn't that be cool?
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