Zipping up the hill this morning in Mrs TWC's dinky Hamster Car*, I caught the image of a dead coyote pup on the side of the road. No carnage. No blood. Nothing twisted out of place. It was likely a quick and painless death resulting from a youthful miscalculation as to the speed of the truck that tossed him onto the roadside.
We have more coyotes in this valley than the entire state of Texas and they are a nuisance and a threat to small animals. On account of that, I ordinarily don't pay a dead coyote much mind, but this was a young critter and my first reaction was: Life is exceptionally fragile and when it goes the eyes tell the tale first.
Mrs TWC's Kia is Bigger Inside than Outside.
The coffee maker here at the Casa does not have a carafe, it stores coffee internally in an aluminum tank and keeps it hot for as long as you want, though I set it to shut down after an hour. Mainly that's because we charge through our morning brew and I hate burnt coffee. Even an hour is too long to bake coffee, but that's the lightest setting.
After depositing the House Blond at school, I had a jones for another cup of joe and was delighted to see the red light still glowing on the coffee maker when I got back. I drew me a cup but even though I sissified it properly, the coffee was, shall we say, disappointing. I made a McKayla Maroney face, but I was about to trudge off to my desk with it anyway. Just then the image of that baby coyote surfaced just behind my retinas.
Lesson de Jour: Life is way too short to drink bad coffee. Just dump it out and make a fresh pot.
*We're counting on savings from the fuel economy to cover at least 2/3 of the car payment. The gas mileage is super and the Kia Soul comes with a 100k warranty. It's inexpensive, roomy, fun to drive, and has outstanding safety ratings.