Great day to be alive

Nico had recently gained a new friend to share in the fun of being a roamin rogue.  Not only did Echo the magpie follow him around but now he also had Jasper the blue jay.  For whatever reason, they both had decided Nico needed their attention and care.  Small the birds might be but they could give warnings early on of danger and sniper bomb attackers if need be to help Nico flee a threat.  

The young coyote pranced a long, flinging a rat corpse in the air, snapping it up and flinging it again. “It’s mine, might, I caught it, it's all mine.” The words would have been a sing-song voice but really every other syllable became muffled when the rat got back in his mouth.  Eventually, Nico would eat his kill but not until he was done playing with it.

Maybe it was the protection of the two birds, maybe it was knowing somewhere in the region a donkey was also looking out for him or maybe it was just Nico’s bold and positive outlook on life that had the coyote prancing along without apparent fear of anything life would throw at him.

"Niko"