Hey. it's 1:30 AM and the torch-waving villagers are out again looking for the Coyote. I told them aout the psycho raccoons and suggested maybe it wasn't a coyote at all ut they're very heavily invested in finding a coyote, any coyote and eating it to a pulp. This all because it et some kitty cats. (and a Yip yip dog and a annoying possum)

I'm beginning to think the cats were all roadkill but the neighbors swear they've seen this monster coyote.