Another beautiful day at Ben Avery's, a few clouds in the sky, low 80s in the daytime low 60s at night, just about perfect.
Fluffy the coyote was still hanging around so I was able to see that he's got a problem with one of his back legs. He has to hop along on three legs and seldom puts his bad leg on the ground. I can't tell if it's broken or full of cactus spines, but he can't run he can only hop at a fast walk.
So it looks like chasing down a fast-moving meal is not in the cards for old Fluffy. Now there's still a lot of small critters digging holes in the dirt around here so I guess with some patience he can still catch a meal but it looks like life is going to be tough for him if he doesn't get better soon.
Some folks might say that I should throw him a few scraps, but that's a terrible thing to do. That would habituate him to coming around people and that would surely get him killed. And not only that but Ben Avery's is run by the Arizona game and Fish Department so there are rangers running around here, and if they caught me feeding a wild coyote they would have my guts for garters no matter how humane I thought I was trying to be.
The Coyote is a very beautiful and intelligent animal and manages to live right alongside of us usually without ever being seen. He's always been hunted, poisoned, and trapped, and still somehow manages to not only survive but to thrive.