At 9 o'clock this morning, a teenage coyote
(she looked exactly like the one I painted last week),
trotted through our neighborhood.
At 2 o'clock in the afternoon,
two stray dogs dragged up our driveway.
They hung out in the backyard,
ate snacks and played with Garrett,
while I tried to locate their owner.
Happily, he got my messages and came to get
Boomer and Miles
before animal control got here.
It was a good day.