Incognito, by Charles Wood

Dad

My latest attempt to avoid my coyotes’ attentiveness failed. I didn’t bring my dogs and I arrived earlier than usual. The unhappy result is pictured. After the last bicyclists and joggers were gone, Dad delivered his unwelcoming message to me alone. He doesn’t want me around. Other humans are a blur to Dad, but I stand out from that crowd. Regardless the time of day and with or without my dogs, I am unable to pass by them incognito or to be wilier than a coyote. To see puppies this year, I need my coyotes to make a mistake.

Posting written by Charles Wood. Visit Charles Wood’s website for more coyote photos: Charles Wood. His work is copyrighted and may only be used with his explicit permission.

2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. colby
    May 19, 2012 @ 14:39:26

    This most certainly is a sign of great respect in certain cultures …most often reserved for dignitaries or Kings!

    You must have struck a cord with this fella that runs far beyond our emotional / mental capacity. We’ll name him squatts:)

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  2. Charles Wood
    May 19, 2012 @ 20:54:25

    If he pooped gold I would be rich.

    On a serious note: Dad had sneaked up on me, had made a slight noise that alerted me (intentionally??) and then had backed off to scrape dirt and poop. Not having my dogs with me, he could have come unobserved as close to me as he wanted. That he didn’t come closer I take as a sign of healthy respect. I have a healthy respect for him.

    Philosophically, I’m convinced that Dad’s chords are strictly limited to mate, child, intruder, prey, and territory. Those five he feels as rich contextual chords, the river of life, living archetypes, and he tries to behave as coyotes have since the beginning of coyote time.

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