Since we live near the forest preserves, we see a lot of wildlife. The other day we were walking Oreo when the blond twin spotted something walking through a neighboring golf course. It strolled across the golf greens as a few golfers stood and watched. It plopped down under a tree, sitting up much like Oreo does when he wants to go out.
The blond twin said, "Is that a dog?"
I said, "Nope. It's a coyote."
We stood there for a minute watching the coyote. He never moved. He just sat under the tree as if he was waiting for the next golfer to hit the ball. We moved on once Oreo became really impatient.
As we walked away, I made a mental note not to walk that way once it gets dark in the late afternoon. It's cute to watch the coyote in golf course, but I don't wan to run into him while walking Oreo.