Urban coyotes are smart enough to go Coyotes? I dunno what you mean by ‘coyotes,’ dude. We’re all stray dogs, here. No, seriously, we’re dogs. Listen to this: “Woof. Woof.” That’s some prime barking there, precisely the kind of barking that you would expect from a stray dog WHICH IS WHAT WE ALL ARE. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I see some garbage over there to eat. Which is what stray dogs do: eat garbage. I mean, which is what we stray dogs do.
…See what I mean? If the coyotes can figure out how to hide in the cities – something that the raccoon would do, except that the raccoons see no reason to move out of the suburbs, seeing as the schools are better and there’s a less crushing tax burden – then I’m not really going to freak out about it too much. But bears are RIGHT OUT. If they start showing up downtown, SHOOT THE BEARS.
And I like bears.