We've known we've had these neighbors for years. They're noisy neighbors, and the kind that, while you're always keeping an eye out for, you hope you'll never see. Desert surrounds the farm that surrounds us, and we've known they're out there in the desert. We've heard them for three years but never seen them.
The other morning, I looked out the window and saw him running down the wheel line. I ran out the door as fast as I could, stopping only long enough to slip on my husband's flip-flops by the door and grab - like any good blogger - my camera.
My main thought was to just get into his line of sight and make him nervous enough to keep moving past the goat and sheep pen without pausing. Mission accomplished. I should have received an award. I froze my frickin' toes off.
When he was moving off across the far field, I finally remembered my camera and took the only picture I could.
No zooming in on that picture - it gets all pixel-y. But there he is. A coyote crossed the farm and we're not far away from baby season.