The other morning Brett came running in the house all excited, yelling "I got him!" Apparently he heard Rut barking (which he only does now if he sees coyotes) so he grabbed his .22 and went outside. Sure enough there was a coyote out by the chicken coop. He shot it but didn't have enough time to run after him. So he asked me if I would go look for it later when I had time. My mom and dad happen to be in town so we all went for a little walk up to the Santana property where Brett thought the coyote might be. I decided to follow Rut because it was highly likely he would find it before me. Sure enough Rut led me right to him. The coyote had such a pretty cost that we decided to have the taxidermist up the road skin it for us so we could hang the coat in the boys' new room. Sometimes I still can't believe where I live and what some of my daily activities include.
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