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Coydog

Updated: Jun 27, 2025

A stifflegged coydog creeps by quietly, prey-shadowing even in sleep,

in one hand an edible root, the other clenched tight on some furry

kitty nape


The coydog can jog far roused by every star or prickly rabbit ear

you can imagine. The wind & rains can slow him but not by much

(not on lakeshore feet!)


Coydogs, like every stinking hybrid want nothing more than to be the

sleek lord of nests and yards, and if they're not, can be playful or

perverse, slouching low


low as can be, the better to rip fur balls loose & nose deep into more

sun slaughter



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