We are Graced by Coyote.
(Note the capital “G” above. No fool, I)
This sprightly gent dines elegantly on an apple core I tossed into our yard. Opossum most often dine on fruits and veges we offer, and Opossum can be right persnickety when they’re dining. Coyote avoid them more often than not.
Which tells us this fellow dines sans Opossum as either guest or host.
But there are Raccoon around because we can hear them chastising this handsome lad.
We leave out apple cores because a favorite snack (for me) is Granny Smith apples and chunky peanut butter (love the chunky kind, not so much the smooth kind (and that description tells you much about me and why I chose as I did)).
I often sit outside and The Wild come to me, take from my hand and dine with me.
Heck, Raccoon and Skunk come into my lap (I sit on the ground usually), stand up supporting themselves with their forepaws on my chest, and sniff my breath to determine if what I’m munching on is better than what I offer them (I do not recommend others do this).
Makes me wonder if I should share some apples and peanut butter with them.
Or with this fellow, any way.