Catherine and I try to make Mass every one although we missed last week because of the storm. We went today and saw a coyote on the way there. Actually seeing a coyote here doesn’t happen that often even though they are numerous enough and always around. He or she crossed the road way ahead of us and we drove up and stopped looking at the critter in the middle of a snowy field an easy rifle shot away. Everybody seemed pretty casual about the whole encounter.

And now hours later I am here thinking is there a Cancer Coyote? If you’ve been around here for a while you have heard of Cancer Campers and Cancer Commandos. But what about Cancer Coyotes? Coyotes conger up the idea of a critter semi wild that seems too survive no matter what comes up. A critter that can live up close to it’s enemies and yet hardly be seen. A sort of ghost creature, the consummate survivor. What if there was a being that could survive and even thrive in the shadow of cancer.

This whole idea is intriguing to me and I think that we can do something with it. OK, you were there Sunday February 17th, 2019, for the birth of the Cancer Coyote.

Birth of a concept loves, Felipé.

(The pic is from The Sportsman’s Guide to Game Animals by Leonard Lee Rue III. The caption in the book says, “The coyote’s face betrays the cunning which has enabled it to outwit it’s enemies, especially man, and extends it’s range throughout the country.”)