Some animals I see often enough that I know their habits. On this evening, I hadn’t seen the old coyote with the hurt leg for several months. Then, when I saw him trotting through a field, I felt that I knew where he was headed. Moving ahead of him a mile or so, I waited. A few minutes later, up he walked, briefly gazing my way before continuing on.
Catching up with a friend
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