I woke to the wail of distant coyotes. Sound echoes - here in these mountains.
Their cry is fierce....mysterious....beautiful....haunting.
I've never heard their song before.
I began with caution.
I wasn't sure who or what I might find.
The last thing I wanted was to upset a hungry pack.
I certainly didn't want for a hungry pack to make me their breakfast.
I smiled - coming upon these two sweet barn cats.
A farm just isn't a farm without them.
Is this what I was fearing?