Coyotes in the Inner Suburbs

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<p>“I think many of the coyotes that people think are mixed with wolves might be dog hybrids”</p>

<p>Whoever’s throwin’ those mixers for dogs, coyotes, and wolves ought to just cool it for a while. I’m all for diversity and getting rid of social barriers, but enough is enough. And Onward, you’re probably smart to keep your cat inside. All we need is some panther getting all offended at some doberman/coyote hybrid for wolf-whistling at your cute little puddy cat, and the whole damn social fabric of the forest primeval will be up for grabs.</p>

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<p>When we lived in the Denver foothills, there were many mountain lion sightings and small pets gone missing. One biologist gave a talk in the area and used the term “meals on wheels” to illustrate why you should’t be surprised if your Yorkie doesn’t come back to your 1 acre yard in the foothills.</p>

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<p>You are so right Schmaltz! And what if that panther is makin’ eyes at my kitty cat… Now talk about shredding the social fabric.</p>

<p>By the way, the coyotes by us always start yipping about 3 minutes before the train comes by and starts laying on the whistle.</p>

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<p>“And what if that panther is makin’ eyes at my kitty cat…”</p>

<p>Exactly. There’s an old saying in the feline world that goes something like this: “Meow, meow, roar, meow roar roar.” Loosely translated, it means “Once you go panther, you never go back.”</p>

<p>I had a dream last night where I was a coyote, and me and my coyote buddies were hanging out at the town dump looking for food. Then a lady in a Bryn Mawr sweatshirt came by walking her well-coiffed poodle. Talk about your milk bone…</p>