Coyotes on the prowl....

It's early evening. The sun setting behind tall trees. Darkness closing in, wrapping the area in a cloak of darkness. Muffled sounds..an owl hooting in the distance. Peepers, in the swamp, calling out for mates. Cracking of branches in the woods. The air is still.

It starts with an almost imperceptible whine and steadily increases in volume and intensity. The sound is like a baby crying and first but, then other voices join in and suddenly there's a crescendo of howls and yelping. The hair on the back of my neck bristles..their back! Coyotes..probably six I'm guessing. Each one making a unique sound of their own. Some bark while others yelp or whine. They blend these vocals into a high pitched eerie chorus. It's chilling to hear and lasts for several minutes or longer.

I hurry outside and stand on my back porch. They're just  yards away from the wood line perimeter. It's the closest I can ever remember them coming to my house. Zack, my German Shepherd, is by my side, mildly interested. He leaps from the porch and begins prowling the yard perimeter, undeterred by the howling and yelping just yards away. As for me..I'm alert, standing there, flashlight and semi-automatic pistol in  hand..my motto...always be prepared. Must be my boy scout training. I clap my hands loudly in an attempt to get their attention to no avail. They continue the raucous behavior for several more minutes.

Then as quickly as it began, it abruptly stops. They're gone again. Not very far to be sure but, now quiet. Most likely lurking just inside the wood line, waiting for some unsuspecting critter to come within striking distance and an unsuspecting meal.

On that note, Zack and I retreat to the safety and security of the house. I'm sure it won't be long before they return and sing that familiar chorus once again! I'll be ready...flashlight and pistol in hand!!

Jake T