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Sunday, September 24, 2006
All the snow melted by Friday evening, except for in shady places or the hilltops. Yesterday, I went on a ride and rode Wyatt, the most perfect horse I could imagine. We saw a coyote in the elk-feeding valley. The coyote was pouncing about, hunting mice maybe. His movements looked more like a cat’s than a dog’s. I’ve wanted to see a coyote ever since I heard one when I first came. Now I am content.
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