The coyotes have been getting rowdy this week. Monday night we heard one of those insane banshee chorales—a sudden eruption of alien screams from the dark woods behind the factories, so close that you’re sure you could see them if it were light out. It may be just a few, but it sounds like at least a dozen, an intense cacophony of yips and barks and truncated howls. The first time you hear it, it sounds like there must be a big fight going on. The experts say it’s the sound of coyotes either reuniting or about to head out on their solitary prowls, like teammates getting each other psyched before they hit the field. That sounds about right, though I suspect we know less than we would like to believe about what is really going on in those enigmatic heads.
The coyotes of Soylent Green
The coyotes of Soylent Green
The coyotes of Soylent Green
The coyotes have been getting rowdy this week. Monday night we heard one of those insane banshee chorales—a sudden eruption of alien screams from the dark woods behind the factories, so close that you’re sure you could see them if it were light out. It may be just a few, but it sounds like at least a dozen, an intense cacophony of yips and barks and truncated howls. The first time you hear it, it sounds like there must be a big fight going on. The experts say it’s the sound of coyotes either reuniting or about to head out on their solitary prowls, like teammates getting each other psyched before they hit the field. That sounds about right, though I suspect we know less than we would like to believe about what is really going on in those enigmatic heads.