|North Dakota pheasant|
But our wildlife is also beautiful which I was reminded of as I took a country drive recently. First it was the pheasants alongside the road that caught me by surprise. Before I could stop and get my camera, the pheasants flew. They seemed to sense it is hunting season and I like to cook them.
But I was unarmed.
In the background of the photo there is another figure on the road. It was a dead coyote. I believe this one was hanging around because of the dead coyote. She had little fear of me. She seemed to be protecting her lost friend.
What she didn’t know is I have fear of her. The coyotes yelp and howl just outside our house at night. There seems to be more and more of them around and they need to be hunted. Because I don’t want them to eat our cats! Or our neighbor’s cattle. But for a moment, this North Dakota coyote and I visited. I felt a sort of peace with her. She knew her space and I knew mine. We peacefully moved on from each other, her mourning her dead partner in crime and I, reminded that wildlife can be vicious yet beautiful.
We hunt pheasant. We eat pheasant. We hunt coyotes. We don’t eat coyote. But our favorite hunting is deer hunting and this little guy was not too scared of me either along the prairie road. I’m not much of a threat apparently.