I WOKE UP EARLY THIS MORNING. I’m still wearing my plastic semi-hockey mask to sleep in for a few more days and it’s not all that comfortable – so I was up at the crack of still dark outside.
The local morning news starts at 5:30 AM and, unless there was a big basketball game in the area, there is not much to talk about at that hour.
Today’s headline lead story was about coyotes.
It used to be that coyotes were only out in the Cowboy and Indian West, but not anymore. These days they can be found from coast to coast – and that includes Terre Haute (That’s French for “Another delivery from the Acme Company.”).
The News Anchor, the lovely Dana, made the local connection by reporting that a coyote had killed a deer in her front yard. There was no film at 11 teaser so I have to take her word for it all.
For some reason this area has become a favorite stomping ground for coyotes – a sort of predatory canine Truck Stop. The experts can’t explain it, but I can. The coyotes are fat and happy here along the banks of the Wabash because this area is filthy with deer and other slower woodland creatures. And for icing on their cake the humans in this neck of the woods
just love having small dogs and cats as pets. The coyotes see all of these little “Fluffys” and “Fidos” as nothing more than Cocktail Weenies without the toothpicks. Toss in the random pet pigs that wander through my neighborhood and this part of Indiana is like the buffet at Caesar’s Palace in Las Vegas.
The TV News story finished up with a young Indiana State Trooper/ Game Warden/ Crossing Guard in his Smokey the Bear hat coming on the screen laying down the Law about hunting the coyotes. In a nutshell the State Law says, “Go for it!” There seem to be no restrictions short of “Do not use thermonuclear weapons of mass destruction…in a school zone.
I know that there are coyotes in our immediate neighborhood. I have heard them at night singing the song of their people. There has been an increase in the number of “Missing Pet” notices on bulletin boards. In most cases those cute little Shih Tzus have ended up as a tray of coyote hors d’oeuvres.
I have seen the coyotes with my own two unmodified eyes not far from our front door.
They are not a pretty animal. They look sneaky even when standing still. It is even worse when they are on the move. They skulk. Do they think that no one can see them? Maybe they have seen that State Trooper video too and they are just being cautious. They must see the early morning News too.
I know that there are already local hunters who go out coyote hunting. They bagged three of them behind a Wal-Mart nearby. The coyotes were dumpster diving at the Wal-Mart and raiding the trash cans of the adjacent condo development.
Bang, Bang, Bang.