Several years ago I was up at dawn and looking out the front door when I saw the first and only coyote I've ever seen on my street. Across the street from me lived a big fluffy black cat and it was sleeping on the lawn. This coyote walked up up to the sleeping cat sniffed it and walked away. I was sure it was a gonner. I don't know if it was sick, full, or just tired. But that is one lucky cat. All day long people on the street were talking about that weird looking dog that was running around that morning.The cats owner got involved in drugs and moved a few years later abandoning the cat who now resides mostly in my yard. He's a big wimp- afraid of noise, but he's the best mouser.