I practically collapsed onto the couch. It had been a exhausting week, but now it was friday night and I had the rest of the week to do what I wanted. I had the house to myself, because my dad was away for some company getaway and my mom was invited. As I sat there, I heard a strange noise which made me sit upright. Was that a coyote? I wondered aloud. Looking over at my dogs, I could tell they heared it too.
They were both standing at the back door with their hackles raised. There was Q, the yellow lab who was gentle and could be happy with any amount of attention, she was getting old and had problems with her hip, but she could still scare people with her deep bark. Standing beside her was Tess our border terrier, she was a playful little dog who was also surprisingly tough for her size, she has killed three possums, each of which were larger than her! Tess had once been attacked by a coyote and according to the vet, the bite she recieved should have killed her, but she s