There are tons of coyotes where I live.
In my house, the coffee machine is on the kitchen counter right by this little window. The window looks out onto the porch (I live in a townhouse on the ground floor). Well one morning my dad is making his coffee and then he looks up and right outside, maybe a meter or two away, there's this coyote. He's got the neighbour's cat hanging by her neck from his mouth. The window's cracked open so when my dad shouts "HEY!" the coyote hears him and freaks out. Drops the cat. Cat goes this way, coyote goes that way. Now this cat—she's an outdoor cat. She's barely ever inside, even when it rains. After that, she didn't leave the house for one, maybe two weeks.
I feel bad for the cat. And the coyote.
How do you pronounce coyote? I’ve heard it like ki-oh-tee and coy-oh-tay.
I live were a lot of coyotes live too, and we pronounce it like Ki-oh-tee. I hear some people pronounce it like Ki-oat
I've heard it pronounced all three ways, but I pronounce it ki-oh-tee.
Do you say aunt as ahnt or ant?
Ant, but I've heard it both ways.
As for the pronunciation of coyote, I go both ways. Sometimes I'm in touch with the native Texan side of me and sometimes I'm in touch with the both-my-parents-are-from-the-North side. I say y'all everyday. Most of the time I pronounce coyote as ki-OH-tee but when we go out west to our ranch, I get a little more Southern and say KI-oat, the proper pronunciation down here in the South.
What about car-mel versus kar-a-mel?
I say car-mel when I'm lazy, but kar-a-mel when I want to feel fancy.
I was locked in a closet with someone before. Some time ago, we had a Code Black drill (what to do if there is a serious threat in the building) at our school. All the classrooms go on lockdown and you have to get out, hide out, or take out (in the case that the threat is present in the same room, you are allowed to attack). I decided to hide in a closet. Someone else came in before I could close it. The closet was small and a heater system took up 80% of that space. There was no room to sit. We could only stand between the heater and the door. I leaned on the heater and he stood against a wall. We then started to feel around for stuff that we could use to “take out”. I found a mini Christmas tree and I whispered, “If he gets in here, we could totally hit him with this.” My classmate found laminated posters. He whispers back, “We could totally give him a paper cut.” We tried to stay silent for the most part. We had to wait until the police came and unlocked the deadbolt to check our procedure. We were stuck in there for more than 10 minutes. We heard the police come in, congratulating the class on how well we reacted. I whispered, “Should we come out?” He replied, “No, let them open the door.” The policeman asked if everyone was there. My classmates said no and that some hid in the closet. Two people came to open the door asking, “Did you talk?” We kinda just shrugged our shoulders and continues math class.
I remeber my friend texted me and he was like "what are you doing" "nothing", then I ask what he's doing and he's like "nothing, I'm just at the hospital". I was a like WHY IN THE WORLD ARE YOU AT THE HOSPITAL WHAT DID YOU DO NOW!!!?!? And he's like "my mom works here remeber" I then felt like a COMPLETE idiot so…. ya
One time, as a kid, I got into a roughhousing match with a 5-foot long pet iguana. I don't remember it, because I was so small, but nothing bad happened.
Lol, that's awesome! Before we moved, our family had 4 outside cats to keep the mice away and protect our rabbits, except that I got bored and played with them every day. So they were less guardians of the backyard and more innocent little baby floofs who followed me everywhere I went.
I feel like I've got all sorts of weird stories XD
This is more recent: It was raining, and my poor little dogs are terrified of lightning and thunder. They already have separation anxiety, and this makes it worse. My sister and I left the house to walk to the bus stop and the dogs were left with my mom (who doesn't like them very much and wouldn't comfort them). She must have put them out - a bad idea, since Smokey can climb over the fence and get out - because the next thing we know, Smokey has run up to us (and we're a good ways away from the house already). We are laughing and also annoyed because we're going to be late for the bus - "I don't have time for this!" - and my sister calls my mom, who says to just let her be and she'll call her back. Obviously, this isn't going to work. Even if Smokey can hear her, she'd rather stay with us. So we're walking with Smokey towards our bus stop until my mom runs up to the end of the street and is able to call her back. Thankfully, we didn't miss the bus and it was really funny.
I was in mourning the other day after watching the latest rebels episode, so I drew the Ghost Crew on the back of my science paper. I’m still waiting for either an email home or a bonus point.
I was at a furry convention and since it was my first one I didn't know anyone, so to make friends I shouted "I'm fairly local" at the top of my lungs and a dude in front of me turned and screamed "I've been around" and we ended up becoming really close friends :P (it was a twenty one pilots reference)
