We talked about coyotes during our Friday Dinner gathering last night at Sweet Lou's.
Our friend Nancy told about trio that hangs around her house in Upper Pack River.
This morning, when I opened the garage door, coyotes were doing their own talking, very loudly.
In fact, it sounded as if they were right next to the house in the driveway.
At 4:45 a.m. in morning darkness, that's pretty spooky.
Knowing the possibilities if I simply let our three dogs out the door, I put a leash on Foster.
By the time, I opened the door again, the high-pitched, eerie chorus from the coyotes had ended.
I still don't know how close they were, but for the first time since I've been walking dogs in the morning, as we headed back to the house from the lane, Liam, with his nose to the dirt, darted straight down the driveway.
Seemed like the coyotes had traveled all around the place overnight cuz I witnessed intense sniffing throughout the morning outing.
This is just another sign that spring is here. Along with it, come scents of critters roaming around the place during the night.
When the deer return for their nightly garden/flower thievery, I'm sure the morning dog walks will be more challenging than ever, and more dogs will likely take their walks on leash.
Another sign of spring: breakup.
Break-up's always different, Bill noted this morning.
Neither of us can remember a time when part of our driveway has turned to soup.
It has this year, so badly that I put out a couple of cones yesterday to warn visitors to stay away from a segment along the north side.
Yesterday afternoon, I tried with the tractor and blade to level out the ruts formed when the hay truck came through, the area needs some serious drying before that will be possible.
As for our lives being totally immersed in March Madness, yesterday was pretty much the same as the day before.
We're still surviving bracketology. All four of our Final Fours are still in the mix. We did mess up on a few picks yesterday, but not enough to get too discouraged.
As the games rolled on and trips to the computer to check the brackets continued, curiosity began to rise at our house. Later, I learned that it had done the same at Helen's house.
"Who is "Old Hooper?" she asked.
"I was wondering that too," I responded, "maybe Duane Ward."
AnyHOO, Old Hooper is pretty dang sharp with his predictions. Pretty much all day yesterday, he dominated bracketeering in a pool where Helen and I are competing.
This morning I sent off a note to Willie, asking who Old Hooper is. I want to know his secret to bracket success.
Today, bracketology will move on, and probably more of us will fall behind, but we ZAGS fans figure ZAGmania supersedes Bracketology any day.
And, on this first Saturday of March Madness, another ZAGS team is in the mix. ZAG women begin their NCAA play, tipping off against Little Rock today at 12:30 p.m. ESPN-2.
~~~~Illustration: Spokesman-Review
Another sign of spring: breakup.
Break-up's always different, Bill noted this morning.
Neither of us can remember a time when part of our driveway has turned to soup.
It has this year, so badly that I put out a couple of cones yesterday to warn visitors to stay away from a segment along the north side.
Yesterday afternoon, I tried with the tractor and blade to level out the ruts formed when the hay truck came through, the area needs some serious drying before that will be possible.
As for our lives being totally immersed in March Madness, yesterday was pretty much the same as the day before.
We're still surviving bracketology. All four of our Final Fours are still in the mix. We did mess up on a few picks yesterday, but not enough to get too discouraged.
As the games rolled on and trips to the computer to check the brackets continued, curiosity began to rise at our house. Later, I learned that it had done the same at Helen's house.
"Who is "Old Hooper?" she asked.
"I was wondering that too," I responded, "maybe Duane Ward."
AnyHOO, Old Hooper is pretty dang sharp with his predictions. Pretty much all day yesterday, he dominated bracketeering in a pool where Helen and I are competing.
This morning I sent off a note to Willie, asking who Old Hooper is. I want to know his secret to bracket success.
Today, bracketology will move on, and probably more of us will fall behind, but we ZAGS fans figure ZAGmania supersedes Bracketology any day.
And, on this first Saturday of March Madness, another ZAGS team is in the mix. ZAG women begin their NCAA play, tipping off against Little Rock today at 12:30 p.m. ESPN-2.
~~~~Illustration: Spokesman-Review
With the men facing Baylor at 4:10 p.m, (assistant coach Rem is a former ZAG player and a well-liked Twitter celebrity in his own right), ZAG fans have nearly five hours of ZAG action to enjoy.
And, if that isn't enough ZAGmania/Skepticism, and you have not seen the latest Jimmy Kimmel comments about what he believes is a fictional college in a fictional place, I'll leave you with his very clever and funny Thursday-night segment.
GO, ZAGS!!!
Happy Saturday.
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