Around 8:30 we heard the local coyote pack howling after a kill. It seemed like a pretty large pack. I told Rhonda that they were pretty close. I asked if she was ready to come inside. She wanted to stay a little longer. I was thinking how much more difficult it would be to make our way through the yard in the dark with guests stopping by.
We were amazed they were out and active so early. We sat there watching a fire in the pit I wondered if they took their kill back into the woods. 15 minutes later after I putting a little more wood on the fire to get it going a little better we heard rustling in the trees just behind our swing. (I was glad there were leaves on the ground.)
It was time to go in. I had Rhonda and the dog head for the house while I stood there and watched and listened and of course hollered at them a little. I was glad there was still a small amount of light in the sky. It made keeping an eye Rhonda and the dog a little easier.
I put the grate over the top backed off then hustled to the back door. That was fun.
I realize those of you who live in the North Woods run into this a little more often than I do.