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Crazy coyote!!!

So.....ever since I had surgery, I have terrible insomnia.  Ughhh.....I can't sleep longer than a couple hours and then I'm up for a couple of hours.  It's really annoying as shit cause I NEED my sleep.  I'm not talking sleep all day kind of thing.  I'm talking my normal 7-8 hours of uninterrupted sleep.  That's all I ask. 

Well, I was up at 1:00 this morning so I thought I might as well head downstairs and watch some tv.  Turned on the tube and in about 5 minutes the dogs were barking like crazy.  Then I heard a loud BANG!  I thought it was our Mammoth Jack Mule "Hank" that randomly shows up in our yard and basically just has free rein of the place.  That afternoon he'd been on my porch by my kitchen.  I know, so very redneck.  But we love him.  As I was walking by the front door I noticed all 3 dogs had something cornered on the front porch.  I ran upstairs and woke Wade up.  :)  He loves me.

Went downstairs, found a flashlight and the dogs ran off.  I opened up the door and shined my light at the corner of the porch.  COYOTE!!!!  Yep, right there living, breathing, growling at me, coyote.  I did have my smart pants on though and convinced Wade we should not shoot him.  I was thinking of a large hole in the side of my house at this point.  We finally got him off the porch and hopefully there will NOT be a repeat of that anytime soon.  It was an interesting way to pass the time though.  :)


Wishing everyone a wonderful week ahead!  I have my checkup tomorrow from gall bladder surgery and I'm hoping I get the ok to start some much needed harder exercise!

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