View from my Window: One winter morning I saw a large cat in the field across the road. I did a double take when I realized it was considerably larger than the feral domestic cat that lives in the area. He spent about 20 minutes in the area, looking for voles or rabbits, even jumping onto an old trailer frame for a better view. Then he disappeared into the brush by the creek.
View from my Window. This young coyote hasn't learned to be wary yet and was hunting in the middle of the field. He ignored vehicles passing by, but did flee when one would stop. I thought he looked quite pleased with himself after he successfully caught a small animal and gulped it down.