two nights ago, i heard a howling noise from right outside the window, thought nothing of it, perhaps our sweet-but-stupid mongrel saw two air molecules she didn’t recognize and was alerting us to the danger, ignored it and went back to sleep
last night, my parents tell me that the coy dogs are back, we’ve lost cats to them in the past, they’ve attacked our chickens when we had them, and my sister (who lives just down the road and has a horse barn) happens to have a miniature pony (Cooper, as in Mini Cooper) that’s just about bite-size for a pack of coys
mr/mrs coy dog(s) you have been given notice to vacate our property immediately, or face swift and decisive action, if you come around the house when i’m there, my hardest decision to make will be if i should use my .357 or my 12-gauge, you’re not wanted, our cats and horses are not food, bugger off
we have a farm with 50 acres of land, and there is a family of deer there as well that are practically tame, we can almost walk up to them and pet them, we don’t want to see them killed by coy dogs either
apparently in Massachusets a few days ago, a grandfather walking with his grandson was attacked by a coy dog (the coy attacked the kid, the grandfather restrained the dog until law enforcement shot the dog), coy dogs are not happy, fluffy doggies, they’re agressive feral canines
Mr/Mrs. coy dog, take the hint and leave now while you still can, you have been warned…