My best friend is not the Outdoor Type, and because I’ve known him for 13 years he remembers when I wasn’t, either. So this was extra-hilarious to me:
Me: “I went up to Snowbird for yoga Saturday and near the top of the canyon I see something big climbing up the bank above the road and it has a bushy tan and gray tail and I realize it’s a coyote. I’ve never seen one in Utah before!”
Him: “Are you sure it wasn’t a raccoon?”
Me: “…”
Him: “I know you took your animal tracking class, but how can you be sure?”
April 8, 2013 @ 11:02 am
HAAAAAAAAAAA!
This reminds me of a similar conversation at our house.
me: “Lance, Juno got into the cat food again.”
Lance: “How do you know it was Juno?”
me: “Because I saw her grab a mouthful and run. Would you please keep an eye or her or pick up the catfood bowl?”
Lance: “Who am I, Juno’s keeper?”
Me: “…”