When we lived in the desert mountains of New Mexico our dogs were usually outside
with us unleashed. One day I was cleaning the pool, probably not paying the attention I should have been, and I looked up to see my Border Collie following a coyote into the desert. They use this tactic to lure their prey to the pack for the kill to occur. Of course
I'm calling him to no avail so I woke my son who happened to be visiting and told him what was happening. He jumps out of bed, still in his boxers, throws on some shoes, grabs the gun we always had loaded in the house, and takes off on foot into the
desert after the coyote and our dog. I know sounds terrifying, and it probably was at the moment, but we look back and laugh at this now.
The border collie got tired of following the coyote and my son in his underwear, toting a gun, came home and we all breathed a sigh of relief!
Now I would appreciate if you could just enjoy this story for what it is and not lecture me about keeping my animals on a leash. Folks this is the wild west where animals are allowed to live a natural life and we're all willing to accept the consequences this freedom brings.
Now if anyone is interested I can tell you about the goat that tried to come through the sliding screen door. God I miss that life!
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