Well, the mystery of the coyote is solved.
If you've followed my minor obsession with this animal you should know that I have practically gotten into several car accidents because my head is usually craned and scanning the hillsides for him as I drive down the mountain. Since I first saw this animal, I have kept my camera handy at all times and it is true that I dragged Todd out in the middle of the night to search for my mysterious friend.
You will be happy to know that this means I won't be blogging about him anymore.
You can stop cheering now.
As it turns out, our furry friend is definitely a coyote and not a fox. How do I know? Todd and the kids saw him this morning at the side of the road. Apparently he had been hit and killed by a car.
Todd, being ever so sweet with my feelings, had a difficult time telling me about his findings. Here is the email I received from him this morning.
I don't know how to tell you this. It is NOT good news.
While I was driving the kids to school this morning we saw the coyote. I'm certain he is a coyote. Unfortunately he was hit by a car and is at the side of the road. It's a real shame. The kids and I felt bad for you.
I Love You
To my sweet husband - thanks for being so sweet with my feelings and not mocking my MANY idiosyncrasies. I supply you with an arsenal of reasons to mock me incessantly. And yet you don't... usually.