My Thirteenth 12th Birthday
King and I walked for a long time looking here and there for Momma.
I put my nose the ground and King kept bouncing up and down all the while looking for Momma.
The day wore on and on searching high and low for Momma.
Gradually the sun started to set and we were no closer to finding Momma.
The day started closing down and the night started growing up from the earth.
I looked up from my ground search and realized…we had entered COYOTE COUNTRY!
“KING! STOP! We are in coyote country!! I bayed in alarm.
King bounced back and looked at me in puzzlement, “I know, but if Momma is trapped in there, we have to get her out.”
I just looked at King in horror.
We are in coyote country! I am terrified of coyotes!
What do I do!? I pondered to myself.
King just looked at me, “We will be together, Boomer.” He said.
“Okay,” I said. “Let’s proceed.”
With that, we started moving further and further into the world of coyotes