A little over an hour ago, I saw a coyote trotting down the street, first time I’ve spotted one in this neighborhood.
It was about the height of a German Shepherd and had a Shepherd-like face, and a very skinny, almost emaciated body, probably half the size of a domestic dog.
Although some people fear coyotes, it occurred to me that this one has several advantages as a neighbor:
a) It doesn’t cut through our development at night in a car with high beams on and some bimbo screaming obscenities out the window because the driver ahead of her isn’t going fast enough to suit Her Majesty the Town Pump.
b) It doesn’t own or operate an automobile stereo system that plays misogynistic rap “music” at full volume.
c) It doesn’t exceed the speed limit, thus threatening bodily harm to children playing basketball or riding their bikes.
d) It doesn’t cover the neighbor’s convertible with the local deli special, toilet paper, lunch meat and mayo.
e) It doesn’t dump its stuff in or p*s on my garden.
I could go on and on, but you get the point.