Coyote

So here is a new one to me, coyote hunting. I decided to go along. Can't say you don't like something if you have never tried it. Saskia, our foreign exchange student from Germany, has even agreed to give it a try. Saskia and I just laid in the grass and watched. (Ok, we really laid on a blanket) What are we watching? Well, nothing really. Unfortunatley, we laid in the grass for about an hour and a half and saw nothing but a bunch of birds flying around. Heard nothing but more of those turkeys that I mentioned before, cows, and some crazy bird. I decided to call it a mocking bird. Towards the end of our evening this bird started making this echoing eerie laughing sound as it went from one edge of the tree line to the other. Back and forth and around and around that thing went.

When we got back to the cars we could hear the coyotes come out singing their song as if they were relieved that we finally left the field.

I will say that is was a better way to spend the evening then watching tv. Saskia said that hunting is just like fishing. Sitting around and waiting, then nothing happens.
After hunting we went to Dan Jones' grandma's house for dinner. She is a lovely woman. I was so thankful that she made dinner for everyone. ~jacky