Perhaps I am unwise in the ways of the wild, but I suspect that if you were to make a loud noise or a sudden movement, it would scare the CRAP out of the coyote and send it running.
This would probably also work on a wolf, provided it was solitary, and not with a pack.
Pictures of my hubby doing his half-ironman triathlon are up.
Go Mr. Sparky! Tell him I said "Hi," and "good job!"
It's out of sight now. I just don't really want to go outside and let it sneak up on me. I mean, coyote, man. It could paint a train tunnel with an oncoming train headed right at me. If I see any litter with the words ACME on it, we're skipping Little League, tonight.
Such a cute fella, Sparky! In, you know, a strong, buff, thoroughly iron-manly way.
Ben is cracking up. Chris is ignoring me.
So, situation normal then?
Cindy, if he starts pulling any ACME boobietraps on you, you have even less to worry about, I think.
I mean, clearly, he's already suffered one major injury at the hands of ACME products and his own devious machinations....
If you lean out the window and yell "Beep Beep" an anvil should fall on his head.
If you lean out the window and yell "Beep Beep" an anvil should fall on his head.
And this is where I begin to feel sorry for Wile E. Coyote all over again...
eta: I always cried as a young child during the Wizard of Oz when the house fell on the Wicked Witch of the East, because I felt sorry for her, too.
And this is where I begin to feel sorry for Wile E. Coyote all over again...
eta: I always cried as a young child during the Wizard of Oz when the house fell on the Wicked Witch of the East, because I felt sorry for her, too.
How the heck does your tender heart live through these half iron mans?