And mine, too. Very sad.
Coyotes are a fact of life here in the Sacramento area, especially when we were in the middle of that building boom a few years ago.
But three years ago, husband and I were sitting out on the back patio having a drink and onto our patio walks a coyote pup, maybe 10 weeks old. Not acting at all aggressive -- a sad little thing looking for his momma with big sorry eyes. Husband jumped up and chased it out (rightly so), but for the next couple of days & nights I could hear him howling for his parents who were likely already dead or gone. I don't think that he survived -- he was too young to hunt.
I know that he would grow up to be a pet killer, and chasing him off was the kinder option, but I've often thought about him.