i bet he eats that cat one day.

That's entirely too much cuteness for a single blog.

ki-OH-ti

or

KY-oat

ki-OH-ti

That's entirely too much cuteness for a single blog.

QFT

My dad says KY-oat sometimes, but he is from Texas, owns serious cowboy hats, and has been known to shoot pets instead of feed them... so probably ki-OH-ti, unless it's eating your stock.

My Ranchin' Cousins in New Mexico asked me if I'd come out and help them knock off these little fuckers when they found out I was a good shot. I Imagine they are less cute dead.

They make a boatload of noise in my neighborhood--so much so i've seriously considered the virtue of nightvision technology with a rifle.

i hear them a lot up in the mountains. i think its cool to hear them. Especially when the only thing you are used to hearing at night is the base coming out of the car driving by or the fucking helicopters.

I saw a full grown one walking around in Hollywood once, near my apartment. It looked wary. So did I.

KY-oat

om nom nom

There is a pack of them running here in Madison,near Powderhorn Golf Course.If you tee off early in the a.m.,you are likely to be followed by a couple of them for half of the first 9.It seems they are more curious than anything,as they stay 75 or so yards away,but stay on the fairway towards the edge of the woods.(you always gotta leave yourself an out I guess)


I should go hunting back there to see if I can find me a pup.The wolf hybrid I had was too fucking crazy to keep at the house.