Okay. So, I wanted to tell tu guys this little story, of an encounter with some coyotes. As tu read, tu may be like, "Uh... this isn't possible. tu are lying." Well, I'm not. Enjoy!

Okay. So, earlier this summer, I was walking in my woods siguiente to my house, and I saw something greyish. I walked closer to it, and what I saw was so cute. There were about 4-5 coyote pups, in a little tiny nest made of brush and broken down maíz stalks. The pups saw me, and ran over to me, doing a weird whining sound. Two of them watched, and barked. The other few came over, and jumped up on my legs, for attention I suppose. I sat down, not realizing this was a coyote nest, I was so confused. As I sat down, they jumped all over me, and started licking me and everything, the cutest darn things. (I went to the hospital to see if there was any sicknesses o diseases they transfered. There weren't, thank god.) After a few minutes, I heard a lower growl behind me. I sat there, with the pups tilting their heads, wondering what was wrong. I SLOWELY AS CRAP turned my head behind me. There was either the mother o the father. Most likely the mother, the father is constantly hunting and patrolling the outside of their territory. It growled at me threateningly, which scared the crap out of me. Then, the oddest thing happened. The pups got off me, walked over the the parent, and started WHINING to the adult. At this point, I about feinted. But, to my surprise, the adult dropped it's hostile glare, and walked over to me, and layed down, and the pups started to try and get attention from me again, while the adult just watched, casually.

I ended up getting to visit the family every day. In fact, I still do, although the pups are pretty much full sized now, and aren't around as much. But they sure know when brother visits, (ME), because they come runnin.

This is why I amor nature, and all of its pleasures. I believe that there is más to nature than we know.