Coyotes...

It's a cliche'... you see it in RV parks all over the southwest: the little yard ornaments that are coyotes howling. This morning, we heard it close by - as in: right next to the coach! It was very apparent that the pack of coyotes had gotten something... my first thought was someone might have let their dog out for a morning potty break. It was still dark; 6:03 when I checked the clock by the bed. Looking down, little Izzy's eyes were big as saucers due to all the nearby howling. She moved up on the bed and seemed to settle down when it was clear that the marauding band of howlers wasn't going to break down the door. In fact, after a few minutes, she ran to the living room to try to peek under a window shade.

Things got quite for a moment, then we could hear a siren in the distance. No, whatever was connected to the siren wasn't coming to our RV park, but as it got closer, the coyotes began howling again... in earnest. At least they had moved a little ways away from our coach.

I looked all around the coach when I got up, but didn't find any remains. This is why one shouldn't leave their pet on a leash attached unattended outside in the desert.