Nine in the evening and out on the dew drenched porch enjoying the stars. One nice thing about winter is the early night time sky. Faith is off at statistics class (what are the odds?!) while Zeke and Tink dream of her coming home and feeding them wet food.
A car drives by, things quiet down a bit, and then a sound starts. Testing, or a tuning at first, and then full volume. For a second I figure it's the next door neighbor kids doing a fine job of impersonating wild coyotes. A really fine job. The thing is that they are way too good at it and stretching the bounds of human lung capacity. In addition to the normal, hackneyed movie sound effect call we all know and love, there's the obnoxious and annoying yip of pups completely out of rhythm and tune. So it sounds like a movie coyotes AND a room full of dogs getting their tails stepped on.
A few seconds of this, at these volumes, might be pulled off by dedicated pranksters, but when it goes for over a minute without any real letup then I'm pretty sure it's the real thing. The true test though was calling Zeke out to go to the woods (to the "bathroom" is the correct term). He comes out as instructed, heads into the woods, and is back in a jiffy, ready to go back inside.
"Hey, this is too weird for me. Lemme in, man!" says courageous the dawg.
I let fearless back in the house and enjoy the rest of the concert. At one point the neighbor kids might have tried to join in, but they just didn't have the sustain or temerity to pull it off.
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