A whole pack of them. There is a wash right outside my back door where the coyotes often run on the way to find food. I can also hear them running in the street right outside my house. I get chills up and down my back listening to them. My dog doesn’t realize they’re relatives and he’s woofing at them with suspicion. One of the things I love about living in the Arizona desert.
Do you at least say “Ahh, my hungry children” to your house guests?