I came upon these two as they rushed off suddenly and excitedly. Something was up. They had been sauntering along when there was a sudden change in their energy. I watched them as they watched and went after a squirrel: backing up into the street to get a better view, and then rushing into the bushes, repeatedly. There was little chance of capturing the squirrel, even though it was two to one, but they gave it their all. After ten minutes, one of the coyotes stood up tall, looked around, and then hurried off very purposefully. The chase was over — patience only lasts for so long.