When nature meets Civilization:Worth mentioning only because it seemed kind of unusual... Left the house for work this morning earlier than usual (6:15) for my walk down the hill into town. About two blocks from home, encountered two cute coyotes merrily skipping down the middle of the street, headed who knows where.
It was strange (for this New Jersey native) when I first heard coyotes howling in the hills a few years ago when spending the night at a friend's place in Agoura, but I never really hear them at home up here in SB. My neighborhood is sort of in "the foothills" but isn't exactly rural and wide-open, so I wonder where these guys hang out and hide during the day.
Anyway, that's my Mutual of Omaha's Wild Kingdom report for today.
update: I meant to make explicitly clear that I have never once seen a cay-yote here in Santa Barbara, much less any out for a morning stroll on Islay Street. Next thing you know, I will need bear repellent when I take the trash out.
3 comments:
Urban wild life in California never ceases to amaze me. In SF, which is certainly much more densely populated than SB has its share of skunks opossums and raccoons. I'll avoid the pun about needing bear repellent in the Castro or SOMA.
Hopefully you won't have to break out the pink Izod polo and Prada sandals any time soon. The bears, they don't like that.
oh i LOVE coyotes!!! love them. i know y'all have a problem with how you've moved into their territory and all ;-) . . . but there's nothing quite like being in the mountains of new mexico or the valleys of western kansas at night, with a full moon, crisp cool air and then they start howling. i love coyotes.
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