tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18885201.post113469600473206131..comments2023-06-16T03:32:03.999-07:00Comments on Bloggerworm: Croup!(continued)#3,or,Coyotes!Beatrice Everetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10597935139360688287noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18885201.post-1134781623796095162005-12-16T18:07:00.000-07:002005-12-16T18:07:00.000-07:00I think I would like a cyotye friend, it would be ...I think I would like a cyotye friend, it would be cool! And scott, HOW WOULD I REMEMBER WHEN I WAS THAT YOUNG!?!?! sorry(just kiding <A HREF="http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=esplinator" REL="nofollow">Scott</A> )Beatrice Everetthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10597935139360688287noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18885201.post-1134780207596787422005-12-16T17:43:00.000-07:002005-12-16T17:43:00.000-07:00your mom says:I like the coyotes, just not that on...your mom says:<BR/>I like the coyotes, just not that one when it was howling so close to me.<BR/><BR/>I don't like the rat that's made a home in our pile of blocks, and I gave it a nice cocktail to help it go to sleep. On the other hand, I think it's quite fascinating to look at the nest it has built with orange peels and leaves. But I have to kill it, in case it's a roof rat. They are a menace to citrus trees.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18885201.post-1134779520093671292005-12-16T17:32:00.000-07:002005-12-16T17:32:00.000-07:00Yeah Brookie, I remember when the coyotes used to ...Yeah Brookie, I remember when the coyotes used to make you cry at night. That would be a pretty scary thing for a little girl.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18885201.post-1134778879766584852005-12-16T17:21:00.000-07:002005-12-16T17:21:00.000-07:00You know, two summers ago when I used to go runnin...You know, two summers ago when I used to go running at insane hours of the morning I had a coyote friend. Every morning as I started out, I'd see him on the hill and he'd just sit there and howl. I think coyotes are pretty cool, but I see mom doesn't feel the same way. When you were a baby there was a pack that would howl outside of our house when you cried. It was pretty erie to wake up in the middle of the night to a screaming baby followed by howling coyotes. But never fear, they're more scared of us than we are of them.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com