We spotted a sleek coyote, all gray-ticked and handsome, running uneasily across Tx 185 just south of the plants this morning. Figure he was hunting in the fog and got caught like a vampire in the sunrise when the fog lifted. As many coyotes as there are in our world, you seldom see one.
This week I was sitting on the east porch when a big hawk nearly nailed a squirrel in the street out front. The big bird gave the tree rodent a fright and then sat in a tree waiting for the little Scurius to come around his telephone pole and expose himself to further attack. Meantime, one of our vicious thug cats sat at the foot of the pole watching with interest as the squirrel chattered and cussed. Finally the bird gave up, and the squirrel made his way up the pole and went trotting off on the wires.
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I love spotting those skinny pups. Last trip to ....Adrift, I saw one cross the road up ahead between LaWard and Ganado. When I caught up to where it crossed, I slowed and looked out to see him standing among a few grazing cows, secure in the knowledge that I probably wouldn't drive through the barbed wire to get to him. As the city encroaches on their habitat, it's a nice sight to see most all of the native critters out there in a few places where things look the same as they did fifty years ago......
My husband saw a fox one night hurrying along the banks where Shoal Creek flows beneath 45th Street. I often think about that lovely wild creature living in the middle of Austin and wish him well.
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