Yesterdays, Mama took me for a walk in the foothills again. We heared a pretty birdie singing and Mama said it was a Curved Bill Thrasher. It was sitting proudly up on top of a cactus singing his little brians out! But it sure did sound pretty. He did it till the sun went down cuz he was still there on his cactus when we was walking back.
But guess what else we seed!!! A coyote!!! A real, live coyote. Mama always told me they lived up there but we'd never seed one before. Mama said we must have walked right passed it on the path cuz we seed it down below us when we were further up the hill. It was right there!!! Where we was!!! Mama said it was a good thing I was on my leash cuz I could've been coyote bait! I don't wanna be coyote bait but I don't wanna walk on my leash, neither.
Here are some pictures of me being a Rock Hound!