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Wildlife blog: 2-3-20 juvenile male Mearn's coyote meeting me on the trail in the desert arroyo, Albuquerque, New Mexico, USA.

He is pausing to let me acknowledge him and grant permission to pass, by slightly averting my eyes.

I did, then followed him for a bit to watch him hunt white-tailed antelope squirrels. At least, until I realized I was spooking his prey, so turned back and continued my way up the valley.

I hang mostly with animals; my little rescue dog, and the arroyo wildlife and birds, but my human social life is restricted.

It currently consists of my sister's family, Albuquerque senior and medical transport vehicle drivers, hospital staff, neighbors who also walk their dogs, and fellow seniors on the rare occasions I can get a ride to an event near me.

I finally was able to get paperwork turned in to qualify for the Albuquerque senior "Sun Van" that acts like a door to door taxi for $2 each way.

That should allow me to hike on the Rio Grande trails and attend events as I get stronger and my large intestine issues wane, hopefully.

The city bus stop is .8 miles from my house, and most bus trips take over an hour and have at least one transfer, so I can't currently use the bus.

birdingnut 8 Feb 8
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Beautiful! Last year I was standing in the droveway and saw two coyotes coming toward me. They were hunting. I just stood there looking at them as they ran past. I was a little disappointed they didn't stop and chat. So I made a chirp noise and they both stopped and looked at me. That was thrilling. I hope they come back.

They no doubt picked up on your friendly curiosity. My local pack just assumed I was one of them, from the first time we formally met (although I'd been following their activities through their tracks for a month, and seen them from a distance).

That evening, the coyote pack was hunting the same jackrabbit I was trying to photograph, and when I looked up, I was surrounded by the parents and four grown pups.
They assumed I was part of the hunt, and I assumed it also, indicating that we were both well aware of each other, and keeping track, although the coyotes probably used scent.

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