An Unusual Awakening
Many of you have experiences of canines; experiences which are quite different from mine. (Canine as in canis lupus, better known as Dog. Only in my case, it was canis latrans, better known as Coyote.)
My friend Nick was there, nose almost touching my face. (For those who let their Dogs sleep on the bed, this may be a somewhat customary experience. In my case, no!)
Talk about waking up with a shock! And the worst case of "spring breath" I've smelled in years! He hasn't been eating well.
So I screamed, "Nick! What are you doing! Are you trying to scare me to death!"
Nick apologized, saying he was just checking to see if I was awake. I assured him that I was. Now.
After I got over my shock, I mentioned I as feeling hungry. Nick looked askance.
"Don't worry, old friend," I said. "I won't eat you. I had something about the size of a Squirrel in mind. Nothing too big for my first meal."
Nick understood that; he nodded his head.
"So what's it like outside?" I asked, because my cave did not appear to be too bright.
"Well," said Nick, "not so great. Check it out for yourself."
And so I did. Scramble. Crawl. Pull myself to the door.
Snout out. Which led to my second surprise.
"Nick," I bellowed, "why didn't you warn me?"