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Friday, January 8, 2010
Myca of Twin Peaks
I've really come to admire and respect coyotes, scrappy critters who learn to make do, wherever, however- like right here in San Francisco (and they're kinda cute)...
wow! That's top. I once saw a fox with a take away bag in it's mouth early one morning. Typically no camera with me.They seem to have adopted a kind of "if you can't beat um join um" mentality.
Actually, there's more than one coyote here, and they've actually figured out that they came from Northern CA- which means they got here by trotting over the Golden Gate Bridge! How cool is that?!
It's all a bit much for a NYC boy whose wildlife consisted of rats, squirrels and pigeons.
One of the main tourist draws in San Francisco are the sea lions that sun themselves here- and each and everyone mysteriously disappeared round about Christmas time. Have never done that in years- and no one has a fucking clue...
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wow! That's top. I once saw a fox with a take away bag in it's mouth early one morning. Typically no camera with me.They seem to have adopted a kind of "if you can't beat um join um" mentality.
Actually, there's more than one coyote here, and they've actually figured out that they came from Northern CA- which means they got here by trotting over the Golden Gate Bridge! How cool is that?!
It's all a bit much for a NYC boy whose wildlife consisted of rats, squirrels and pigeons.
One of the main tourist draws in San Francisco are the sea lions that sun themselves here- and each and everyone mysteriously disappeared round about Christmas time. Have never done that in years- and no one has a fucking clue...
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