One spring and summer my biggest photography goal was to photograph coyote pups at a den, and I spent many days looking for one. I’d more or less accepted it wouldn’t likely happen when, one day before sunrise, I saw a coyote trotting along a ridgeline. Stopping to watch, I suddenly noticed a couple balls of fluff hopping along behind her. I couldn’t believe my luck! I’d spent hours combing the canyons, ridgetops, and prairies just days before, finding no sign, yet here was a mother coyote and her pups right in front of me. To my utter amazement, she then walked the pups to the hill directly in front of where I was standing and then into a den dug into the hillside. I watched this family for three days as pups played, nursed, and pestered both mom and dad. The amount of family interaction and behaviors I witnessed is too long to list, but those three days with this coyote family is at the top of my photography experiences.