In the morning, there was a funny noise coming from behind the trees over toward where the big scary black cows hang out. The noise was kind of like when there is a a squeaky wheel, going "Ooh-ah!" over and over and over again. The lady looked at the big dog and asked "Is that a dog barking?" The big dog agreed that it sounded like a dog, but he didn't care because he couldn't see any dog around and he can't be bothered being worried about far away dogs that he has never even met. Then the sound came from behind the woods by our out-back pasture, except we weren't out-back there because we were up-front eating Hey! The lady took some Hey! to Marco and his buddies with the big orange machine. While the ponies were eating their Hey!, they stopped and all stared and pointed their noses at an animal that came running across the pasture out of the woods. At first, the lady thought it was a fox, but when it got closer, she could see that it was a small coyote. The coyote hardly looked at the ponies as it was loping by. Ponies do not care about coyotes, so the ponies went back to eating their Hey! The lady walked toward the woods where the coyote came from and she heard another lady calling something, but then there was no more noise. The lady was glad that no dogs or other ladies came into the pasture to chase the coyote. She would like the coyote to stay in her woods. She thinks there are plenty of bunnies for the coyote to eat. She also thinks that the summer population of Canada honkers exceeds the optimum pond capacity and would not mind if the coyote ate 50 or 60 of them.
