New Coyote, chapter 25b - conclusionStill a wolf, and in full daylight! Moon had set long ago. He looked a mess. Wet, bloody, tired, scared. And confusedI'll bet he was! By unspoken agreement my companions hung back to let me approach first.
"Mr. Pffurrey? Mr. Pffurreywe're not here to attack you. Can I come closer?"
Peter Burrey did something I had never seen him do before. He dragged himself out from under the van, then rolled over and exposed his belly in submission. He had done that many times in play, but that doesn't count. This was the real thing.
I walked over and took his neck between my jaws, squeezed it gently a couple of times, then began to investigate the wounds. There were a lot of them, and they needed stitches. A few deep ones too, maybe. "Can you walk? Would you like some pffeanut pffutter?"
He took the peanut butter. All of it. Then he stood, achingly, and looked for a puddle to drink from. He hadn't said a word. After
New Coyote, chapters 19 - 20-= chapter 19 =
Mooney and Mouse were busy cleaning up lunch when I finally got my chance to be 'alone' with Lazytail. There were only Smokey and the five Spirit Pups to watch.
I tried mounting as soon as we were out of view from the kitchen window, and things went well at first. Lazytail was affectionate and cooperativeseemed to like the game just fine until I had everything in place. Then she sat down.
Let me tell you that nothing, but nothing, gets accomplished in this business until the female is good and ready. You can whine all you like.
Well, it looked like the mating business was pretty much over. Maybe next year. Time for a run. Lazytail and I had a lot of fine country to show our guests. Might even catch something to eat.
We didn't encounter any game, but we did find Princess. She was thin and weak, and almost out of her parents' territory. On the marg
New Coyote, chapter 18= chapter 18 =
I was at the Papillios' almost two weeks altogether, but it seemed much longer. Snow came now and then, but mostly the weather was clear and cold. Never as cold as on the first days, though, and sometimes it would thaw for a few hours during the middle of the day.
The sky was clear when Mooney came for me, with a strong breeze from the northeast. It hadn't snowed for a few days, and the roads were open, but it was still dark when she arrived. The arrangement had been for her to meet with Nana and Ernie at the university so she could follow them home without getting lost.
Moon was in the sky againevening sky nowher whisker-thin, growing crescent chasing Sun closely as he set. Eleven more days and Mr. Burrey would be running on four feet again, if Fox didn't catch him first.
I thought about being aloof and cold to Mooney when she emerged from her van, but when she touched me I c
New Coyote, chapter 17= chapter 17 =
Dog food breakfast, humans gone, Smokey chained up securely. Looked like a pretty blah day. Maybe the little coyotes would come by for a visit.
They did. Walked up like regular creatures this time, leaving tracks and everything.
"Greetings, Father!" "Do you have anything to eat?"
"There's dog food. I don't think I should take any more rats today."
"What's dog food?" "Is it made from dogs?" "That's okay." "Where is it?" "Does it taste good?"
They were all talking so it was hard to sort out one from the other. That seemed to be the way they always acted. If they were really that loquacious, I had other things to talk about besides dog food.
"I'll pffring out some dog food for you to taste, pffut first I have a question to ask."
"Oh, we're not supposed to answer questions! Fox would really get mad then! If we tell you to
New Coyote, chapter 16= chapter 16 =
The trip back was hard. Some of the places I had slid down were not so easy to scramble back up again. I asked Fox about it but he said the other ways were even worse. I thought he could have helped us magically but he didn't offer, and I didn't have the nerve to ask. Some sort of rules were involved, no doubt.
When we reached the Papillios' house it was past dark and snowing lightlytiny flakes like dust, so small you could only see them by their sparkle from the house lights. This was the powder snow that skiers love so much.
Fox had accepted my offer of dog food for dinner, and he was just around the corner when I scratched at the Papillios' door. I think he wanted to formalize our reconciliation by sharing a meal with me.
Mr. Burrey opened the door. He looked awful. Smelled really stressed-out. I knew that look and smell from Mooney, and before he even spoke I was shrinking down
New Coyote, chapter 15b It was Sunday, still a day for humans to stay home. The three of them were planning to spend their whole day talking, as far as I could tell, and I prepared to spend my own day lying around and resting. I was already well rested, though, and beginning to feel seriously bored when they finally showed a little action.
I can go by myself, but a walk or run is best when shared. Smokey knew what to expect and became frantic with pleasure at the prospect. I could tell he lived for this. Poor fellow still had to wear a leash, but I suppose the humans thought it was for his own good. I stayed with him at first, out of courtesy, but I just couldn't keep myself back. I heard and ignored a piteous whining from Smokey as I left him behind, and then an animated discussion from the humans. They were up to something. Better to keep well ahead. I trotted faster and refused to look back.
"That's right, Smokey. Go get him