Last week it was Rabbit, this week it’s Coyote.
Probably because it’s that time of year.
The Wild wakes (not that it ever sleeps) and everyone comes out parading their young.
Kind of like an Easter parade, don’t you think?
And Easter…that christian new life/resurrection thing, that coming out of the cave, out of the earth, out of death, the big sleep as it were…
Why do you think the church decided Easter coincides with Spring?
Everybody honors The Wild even when they don’t mean to.