My un-eventful weekend that turned eventful!

Saturday I had a hair cut / color appointment so my friend took my kids for me. They went to lunch and to a museum. She brought them back to me after they were done at the museum.

After my appointment I had time to kill so I finished up our school supply shopping and got my grocery shopping done. Then we had a family BBQ of grilled burgers, baked beans, cottage cheese, sweet pickles and fresh corn on the cob. Then we settled in for a movie together. Nice day, but not all that eventful.

Sunday was church, then home for grilled cheese sandwiches. After lunch the kids went out to play and I did laundry and cleaning. woot (or not)! After a about an hour the neighbor boy came over to get the boys to come swimming at his house. So Lady Bug and I walked over with them and although the pool is too deep for Lady Bug she sat on the stairs and splashed while my neighbor and I gabbed.

After we had gone to bed Sunday night (which for Mr. Man and I was a little after 11:00 pm) I was woken up by a very strange noise. It was a noise I couldn't quite figure out what it was. Almost sounded like someone shaking a trash bag. Then I thought maybe it was someone outside working on a car. I just couldn't quite put my finger on what the noise was or where it was coming from. After a couple minutes I got out of bed and looked out my bedroom window. At first I didn't see anything. Then I finally saw the source of the noise, but without my glasses I really couldn't make out what it was for sure, but I could tell there was a cat. After watching for another minute or two I decided it was two cats fighting so I whistled out the window and one of the "cats" took off toward the street. It was then that I could make out a fuzzy picture of what I thought was a fox. I got Mr. Man and he looked and said it was actually a coyote. A COYOTE??!! We looked and it was clear that the coyote had already killed the cat, although the cat was still breathing it was not going to live. Then we watched the coyote do some strange hunting moves as he circled my minivan looking around. Then he ran quickly and grabbed the cat again and started to run off, then he heard Mr. Man make a noise and he dropped the cat who did a very sad roll into the gutter. He stood across the street watching us. Within a couple minutes we watched the coyote come back for the cat. The cat had one last fight in him and he made some swings at the coyote's nose, but only a few swipes before the coyote got him around the throat and that was the end. We watched the coyote lick the cat, which was weird to me, then after a few more minutes he hauled the cat off to the yard across the street. He didn't eat it though. It was really weird. Because I still didn't have my glasses on I was relying on Mr. Man to tell me what the coyote was doing. He said he wasn't eating the cat. He was, I guess, just making sure the cat was dead. Then he grabbed the cat and ran off. I don't know where he took it. I don't know where the coyote is living, but he was awfully comfortable roaming the streets. He looked like he had been there plenty of times before. Mr. Man commented that the coyote looked kinda fat...I said "ya, 'cause he is eating all the neighborhood cats!"

It was so odd that I didn't hear major screeching from the cat. The noises that woke me up were the two rustling in the leaves in my yard and a periodic moan from the cat. I wonder how the coyote caught the cat without more of a fight.

It was all very dramatic and sad. It was also disturbing to know that while I am sleeping a ravenous coyote is prowling the streets of my neighborhood!