Coyotes at the door!

Today or yesterday thursday, now that it is Friday, I spent another day with Jack and Sydney. Somehow I feel it should be Jack and Syd, but I don't want any correlation with the music of Syd and Nancy of NYC. I know a real stretch but thats just my bad. This Jack & Syd feed off one another and I belief benefit each others soul. Syd & Nancy ate each others soul- sad story but so long ago many will not even know what I am talking about.
I have a small office that looks out to the front yard., which in turn is at the end of a cul-de-sac and the start of a park for the kids to play in. I believe it is safe and I can watch them play outside my window. Most of the time they can play in the front yard, play around the car and the camper. I have a VW camper that is from 1975 and both Sydney & Jack think it is the best. One day about a year ago I came outside to find my daughter hugging the back right side of the camper- I do not believe that you can write a better ad for any vehicle. We live in Colorado and the weather can change and it does. Winter's are thought of by other people in the country as- "Oh you live in snowy Colorado- COLD, DEEP SNOW. In fact the mountains can be so but more then often I get by in a fleece pull over, that works for most of the winter. So I work in the morning and the kids ride bikes, play outside my window and then almost on Que. I can tell Sydney is going to make a break for it and head to the park. The swings are calling, the slide is too too much to resist, a sand pile just has to be dug in. She is b-lining it for the glory of the park. Today she is no different and I leave my seat and window and follow her and Jack. We are met with many other , same idea has drawn them to the park. I play with my kids and other kids- a big chase is on. Fun for all. We play for an hour maybe more and then today go shopping at costco. Alway fun trip, I pray! Kids want to be in the cart, but riding on side of cart, riding under cart, running down isle,always win. It never fails that on the way to the store I can always hear. "I'm thirsty, and I have to go the the potty. 1st stop is a dash to the rest room. I have a little of a system once in Costco, see where the samples are being giving out, and avoid the things which drawl kids in. It can navigate the store and maze, down this isle not that one, turn quick right, reverse and push through here while asking questions so they keep there eyes on me and not the new candy piles that call out Easter is coming or only 15 weeks to the start of the december season. Yes you can make it through the store towers of evil so that will your kids will not turn into a whinny state of I want, I need, I am going to get it and the shrill cry you hear which will rip the skin from you body, turning you into a state of "WHO THE HELL ARE THESE PEOPLE AND IS IT OK FOR ME TO LEAVE THEM IN ISLA 15?" Today was a good day. All I had to deal with was a little race down the freezer section, can I have 2 yogurts from the sample table and this looks like a great place to hide in the newly brought in oven, fridge, and appliance display. Then we all got what we want. Cheese and little play house. I had a traveling cheese display, here for the final weekend and my kids had a play house. I got to sample 4 or 5 different cheese. The blue being my favorite, and Jack and Sydney played in the play house. This play house had a front door, with mail box, 3 windows one in the front, one in the back and side one and then a porch with two bench seats along opposite walls to complete the total outside look. Inside I saw a sink and I am sure there was more. By this time I had taken a seat on the outside furniture around the fire pit. only 1100 for this piece of relaxation. To me it was free to sit in, digest and watch the kids climbing in one window, out the back, and around to the front door. Good for 20 mins by my clock. We all went home happy to have had play time, down time and sample food from around the worlds of Costco. Dinner was quickly put on table, Sydney went to bed very nicely but jack would not do the same. He has more energy then I and he is only 3 1/2. While My wife Rhonda and I went to get our room ready- praying and hoping Jack would go to his room, we hear a scream down stair. I thought Jack had cut his foot off, burnt his head or maybe found a dead person. This scream meant business. I almost flew down the stairs as Jack is climbing up and he mets me with there is someone at the door. I flick on the lights and see a little dog. A small collie type dog that is trying to get in. This is a lost dog, it's cold outside and he , she is hoping we take him/her in. I say him/her because this dog is not in good shape I would say at the least it has hip displacer and worst maybe old broken legs. Fur has some very nice spots on top but under coat has many knots, bundles of fur which have not seen a brush since Bush took office, Not sure if that is Bush one or two presidency. While Rhonda and Jack keep our dogs upstairs they feed this dog some treats and water. I proceed to walk around to our new neighbors that I know have a small dod. Maybe this dog got lost , knew almost where it lived but was off by a backyard. The night has numerous stars out and a few people walking in therapy of the night air. I ask one if they had a missing dog, but no luck. I do spend a good part of the walk looking to the night sky and reach our new back yard, fence sharing family home. Nice lady with three kids and she tell me they have there dog inside, she is a big horse person that loves all animals and they have just moved here so her children can go to Erie school. Nice to hear as we are not sure if the schools are good enough for Jack & Sydney. She is very happy as are her kids which show up to the door also. No man so she maybe a single mom! I go home, dog has had a few treats, but no hard food as it teeth are in poor condition. Walking is slow and I still do not know if this dog is female or male. Not going to try and find out. Fur is matted and back legs, hips are painful to watch faulted movement. We proceed to get the cage from downstairs which our dogs have used, put blanket, water and treats inside and go up stairs. Jack has been watching, little help but very curious as to why this animal has shown up. In bed we find out that Jack thought he had been greeted by a coyote at the front dog. We have many around here. Our cat had even shown up here one night last summer with a bite to the back side. This is the only time this cat let me attend to it. Brush fur away, clean out wound and give it some TLC. Most times this cat only action is to whine to get in, out and to be feed. Further then that, she just tolerates our existence. Since it being that Jack has nightmare about coyotes it's no wonder he screamed He has worried about coyotes outside asking if they will come to the house, in the house, or to his room. I am not surprise that he let out this boom curdling scream which he did this night. He had his own private night name staring him in the face with only a pain of glass separating him and the beast of outside his door. That night I checked on the visiting dog and slept on couch after daughter woke up around 1:30. I put her in my bed with Rhonda and Jack and I went down to couch. Dog was ok, I was not sure it would live through the night! In the morning I left this dog out back. Poor thing could not make it down from deck, did not even try, and relieved itself 5 feet from the door. We called the police around 7 and had dog picked up. As the police walked the poor thing to his car I saw a man walking another pooch. I yelled to see if he had run across anyone missing a dog. He ask what type and after I told him a small collie. He said that maybe just maybe there was an owner which had a small collie across the park. The officer said he would cruse by to see if anyone flagged him down. Thats the end of our meeting of the wild beast which hit up my front door, and scared my son. The coyote at the door!