Showing posts with label dingo. Show all posts
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Wednesday, October 21, 2009
In Praise of Coyotes
If it’s true that every dog has its day, then let today, October 21st, be the day of the coyote.
I know there are a lot of coyote haters out there, but a lot of those haters really have no inborn dislike of the coyote. They were turned into haters because their cat or dog was turned into dinner.
I understand their feelings because over the years several of my pets have come to that same end. Each time this has happened it left the whole pack - dogs, cats and humans – mourning, as death inevitably will. But it isn’t the coyote’s fault, and as much as these wild canines may worry those of us with cats, or small dogs, or unattended babies, (if a dingo can eat your baby, a coyote can, too. Australia's feral canines got nothing on America's!) they should at the same time inspire us to admiration, and from there, to respect.
I know there are a lot of coyote haters out there, but a lot of those haters really have no inborn dislike of the coyote. They were turned into haters because their cat or dog was turned into dinner.
I understand their feelings because over the years several of my pets have come to that same end. Each time this has happened it left the whole pack - dogs, cats and humans – mourning, as death inevitably will. But it isn’t the coyote’s fault, and as much as these wild canines may worry those of us with cats, or small dogs, or unattended babies, (if a dingo can eat your baby, a coyote can, too. Australia's feral canines got nothing on America's!) they should at the same time inspire us to admiration, and from there, to respect.
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