The coyote pack jolted me out of bed early this morning again, yipping just outside my perimeter fence on the power line easement on the North Carolina side of the house. We called Finn who had gone outside (again) just prior to that and no answer. He was obviously hunkered down and didn't want to give away his location so we waited and in about 30 minutes, he was meowing on the deck. I hope his wiles serve him as well for a long time to come, as well as he's done for his first 2 1/2 years of life. About November 5 or so, it marks a year ago he showed up on our place, being trailed by Deacon and never left. He's been a good cat, cheerful fellow, easy keeper, no litter box, sort of dog-like. DH is very attached to him and Finn to him. But the proximity of the coyote pack this year is unsettling.
Hoping very soon to be posting a pic of Lizzie's first egg.
Tessa is 15 weeks old on Saturday and I sure hope she doesn't take as long to lay as her sister did, sheesh.
ETA: Found the coyote scat, full of some kind of big brown seeds, right in line with where I moved my game camera to, BUT I didn't assess the slope of the land properly and it must have been right over their heads. I moved it really low on the tree so I hope to eventually see how many are in that pack and their condition. And I WANT MY BACK PERIMETER FENCE UP AGAIN!!! It won't stop them, but one going over it will give a visual warning to the birds, hopefully. I guess I have to wait for the fence until my barn is built, though, because of the delivery truck that will have to bring the parts and supplies.
