Unsung Heroes
When I was a girl, I rarely saw a coyote. A fox would run without looking back. A coyote would run, then stop to look at me with curiosity. It was a thrill for me to catch a glimpse. They were so beautiful, so dog-like.
When I was a girl, I rarely saw a coyote. A fox would run without looking back. A coyote would run, then stop to look at me with curiosity. It was a thrill for me to catch a glimpse. They were so beautiful, so dog-like.