I saw a poor coyote running scared today, right down the middle of the road. I was just returning from the vet with Luna and at the end of our road as I was about to turn for home, it bolted across the highway. I turned to follow and as I did, it stopped right in the middle of the road and looked back at me with its long grey nose and one ear slightly drooping. You could see in its gestures that it was tired of running and I immediately turned the truck around at let it be. As I drove away we both looked back at one another as he slowly continued on his journey through the corn field towards a neighboring forest. It's hard for me not to feel rage towards the people who've made this animal feel this way, and I know just who it was. As I returned to the yurt, I could see trucks with their radio antenna's pointed to the forest following their dogs. What these guys do is release their hounds into the field and they pick up the scent of the coyote, once they've found it, they chase them out into the waiting guns of the hunter. I'm sick of these hunters telling me that "they're full of mange, they're killing peoples dogs, you should put your dog on a leash or she'll get killed". Maybe these people have never heard of the natural order, we've pushed these animals off their land and they're doing all they can to survive. What gives them the right to sit in a truck and pull the trigger on an animal that is clearly running scared. It saddens me to think, that this poor animal has to fight for its life every day, and is looking for it's safe ground, a place that it can call home. This animal is looking for the same thing we're all looking for. If only I could give this coyote the safe ground it needs, all I can do is protect its land and put up a few signs that say no hunting...they just get torn down. It's not that I'm against hunting, I just don't understand the destruction of an animal that people have quickly labeled "vermin", just like the bobcat, wolf and so many others. I've had many run ins with coyotes on the property and so has Luna. We respect each other's space and go our own ways, much like we did today. I hope this coyote finds its way back home, it's way back to LUNA.

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