Tales of Anatolian Shepherds : A Turkish Dog

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Location: Boston, MASS

Sunday, May 27, 2007

Call of the Wild

One early morning I heard the dogs on a wild rampage down below. It was intense enough for me to head outside and see what all the commotion was about. As I started down the hill, I saw a coyote take off into the woods and down to the river and the dogs went in hot pursuit on our side of the fence. This continued every morning and sometimes a few times a day. I was determined of course to get some pictures but no matter how sneaky I tried to be, the coyote always took off before I could snap off the camera. After a week or so, all parties seemed to have settled into their fascination with each other and it came down to the coyote laying on the ledge on the next property and the Anatolian's lying in a row having haze fests. The coyote seemed to get a bit more relaxed about me sneaking down the hill as well and one day when least expected, he stood proud, we exchanged a deep stare, and off he went. It was an incredible moment! He did this one more time with me and only one more time. This time I was prepared and was lucky enough to snap off a few pictures. He did hang around for about three weeks and then disappeared.