They both kept me up last night. That’s about all they have in common. I went for a run this morning and the carcass of a dear that had been along the highway was dragged a few yards further down the bank and torn up quite a bit. Maybe I was listening in on their midnight feast. I love that we live in a town, but coyotes, deer and the occasional mountain lion roam the old railroad grade behind our house.
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