I was on my way to the grocery store this afternoon around 4 o’clock. As I walked down the path from the house to my car, I heard this incredible screeching from a big gathering of crows at the back of our property. I turned to see what was going on and realized that the horses were freaking out, running and bucking and rearing in the corral.
I grabbed some hay and headed towards the barn. As I reached the gate to the corral, I saw a coyote attacking some animal in the “way back”. I couldn’t tell if it was a cat or a ground hog, but it was fighting like crazy for its life. Dropping the hay, I ran towards the coyote screaming and waving my arms. It dropped the animal and both creatures ran in opposite directions. My heart was pounding.
I gave each horse a flake of hay and stood with them until I was breathing normally. Then, still quite shaken, I went to the store. A while later, I was talking to a friend of mine who is a writer living in New York City. I described what had happened, and he said that sometimes life externalizes what is going on inside of us. He said that this might have been the proverbial “wolf at my door” - or in this case, “coyote at my door”. We had a good laugh about it. He also pointed out that what was important to note was that I had run towards it screaming and chasing it so that I was successful at driving it away.
When I told my husband what had happened, he asked me to please take a shovel with me next time I drove off a coyote in case it decided to fight back.
ANOTHER THOUGHT: Billie mentioned Ted Andrews ("Animal Speak"), so I looked at what he says is the meaning of a coyote coming into your life. It means you should ask yourself if you are complicating what is really simple. It also indicates that you might not be seeing some wisdom in the events in your life. Hmm.