Is it weird that when Denny, Gus and I go on a walk, we all have to yell out, "Poop!" when we see some? Well, Gus doesn't, but he does share a mild interest. I counted 7 piles of coyote poop today, including one fresh with lots of grass. The most interesting one had a ton of plum pits in it.
I know. I could totally work for CSI.
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