The problem with the baby coyotes in these pictures is:a. their mom is no where to be seen, thus making me question her responsibility as a parent
b. they are not exactly smiling for my camera. My kids know, you see the camera, you smile.
c. they are frolicking in my front yard and there are really 7 of them.
d. they are looking for my dog for a playmate (or lunch).
The answer is....
C.
Who the heck told coyote-ville that they could hang out in my yard? Who told them they could wake me up every night when they kill something for dinner? Why did God make such a nasty animal so cute as a pup?
