When I was a little baby good people found me and saved me – my new family, my new pack. I am infinitely grateful that they kept me and raised me. It was rather difficult for them, because they did not know much about my kind – people are people, and coyotes are coyotes. 🙂 But they worked so hard with me and loved me that I, however, grew up into the real, big coyote.
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