More willing to be photographed was this coyote who was after the same smorgasbord of newly exposed mice, voles, shrews, cotton rats, pocket gophers, & bunnies.
After the first long-distance shots, I drove as close as I could get to the Creek Field, with Deci in the bed of the truck.
Note how Deci is quiet at first. She starts barking only when Coyote grabs a wriggling something and starts to chomp it down. Coyote keeps eating, tolerating the barking. But he freezes when I tell Deci to hush. Barking and talking? That's too much!
As always, I am stunned by the power of fire. Slow changes suddenly speed up, become transformations too rapid & too many to see, hear, count, or comprehend.