Scream!

6 AM.  Scream.

Huh?

Shout!

What the.....?

HOLLER!!!

Oh shit!  It's Trish.  She's outside.  Must be coyotes attacking the dog!

I hop out of bed and charge into the living room.  Trish and dogs are back inside.  She's shaking like a leaf, staring out the patio door.

Yep, it was coyotes alright, 3 of 'em.  One on our upper driveway, two more off to the side, their plans for a fresh poodle breakfast thwarted by Trish's loud noises.

Lots of coyotes in LHC.  They're strong, bold, wily predators and they make short work of any pet that's left unattended, have even been known to take dogs on leash.

The neighbors woke up early today.  C'est la vie.