We’re in Florida, live on a golf course, and the coyotes love our part of town.
I’d never seen a coyote before, but early one morning, a couple of years ago, I saw what looked like a shaggy stray running down the fairway (well it’s not really a run, wonder what you call their gait, more than a walk, less than a run.) I called my husband and he realized, right away, that it was a coyote.
Interesting thing to me is, although you only see one at a time (and I know there are several because of different colors)...they all seem to follow the same path home in the early AM, up the fairway, past the clubhouse and back into the woods.
Getting used to the yapping sound they make in the early morning or in the evening was a whole other lesson. Neighborhood association warns to keep cats inside, because cat carcasses are found every now and then. One attacked a dog who was being walked by it’s owner...but it was a toy breed, so easy prey.
A trot?