For a long moment, I stood frozen on the porch, staring at what looked like a small bundle of fur that seemed almost alive.
I searched for breathing or movement, but there was nothing—only an eerie stillness on the cold wooden boards.
Then I realized it wasn’t an animal at all, but a discarded piece of fox skin and fur, likely left behind by a coyote.
Relief mixed with sadness as I was reminded that nature’s cycle of life and death can reach surprisingly close to home.
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