Coyote
Falling Rock Montana
“Jimmy” Alicia Macdonald called “you need to take Ginger out”.
“Ok mom” he called back. Eight year old Jimmy stuffed his feet into his snow boots and grabbed the leash. Getting the dog on the leash wasn’t that easy, with the lab puppy jumping around and trying to lick Jimmy every
time he bent down to clip the leash.
Once outside after the dog had done its business, they scampered about in the snow, their giggles and yaps filling the winter air. Jimmy paused a moment and listened to the mournful howl that pierced the quiet evening. Jimmy shuddered thinking to himself that it sounded close, much closer than normal. He shuddered, his heart starting to beat faster.
“Here Ginger” he whispered. He reached for the end of the leash but the puppy was not aware of the danger and scampered away thinking they were still playing. Jimmy finally caught the end of the leash and pulled the puppy to him, he started for the door.
The coyotes watched from a short distance. They could smell food in the air. The waited patiently till the alpha male gave the sign. Soon he was up and running. The pack attacked the boy and his puppy, savagely ripping into the pair. Alicia heard Jimmy give a short cry of fear and pain. She dropped the dish she was washing and ran out side, to her horror her son was being shredded to pieces before her eyes. The puppy was already dead and the coyotes where feasting on it, while others still were trying to kill the child.
Alicia attacked the coyotes with the savagery that only a mother can display when she is protecting her young. The other dogs left the puppy and set upon her. The alpha male walked to the woman covered with his pack, he quietly ripped out her throat. As she laid there with her life blood pouring out her head rolled toward her son. As she faded she watched the pack start to eat her son, she soon realized vaguely that they were eating her too.
Once outside after the dog had done its business, they scampered about in the snow, their giggles and yaps filling the winter air. Jimmy paused a moment and listened to the mournful howl that pierced the quiet evening. Jimmy shuddered thinking to himself that it sounded close, much closer than normal. He shuddered, his heart starting to beat faster.
“Here Ginger” he whispered. He reached for the end of the leash but the puppy was not aware of the danger and scampered away thinking they were still playing. Jimmy finally caught the end of the leash and pulled the puppy to him, he started for the door.
The coyotes watched from a short distance. They could smell food in the air. The waited patiently till the alpha male gave the sign. Soon he was up and running. The pack attacked the boy and his puppy, savagely ripping into the pair. Alicia heard Jimmy give a short cry of fear and pain. She dropped the dish she was washing and ran out side, to her horror her son was being shredded to pieces before her eyes. The puppy was already dead and the coyotes where feasting on it, while others still were trying to kill the child.
Alicia attacked the coyotes with the savagery that only a mother can display when she is protecting her young. The other dogs left the puppy and set upon her. The alpha male walked to the woman covered with his pack, he quietly ripped out her throat. As she laid there with her life blood pouring out her head rolled toward her son. As she faded she watched the pack start to eat her son, she soon realized vaguely that they were eating her too.
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