Her words had gotten faster and faster. Finally she drew a deep breath, leaned over and gave me one of her deep, soul stirring kisses, and got up. She paused at the door.

"One more thing. If you choose me, make sure your fire extinguishers are up to date, 'cause I'll scorch the sheets, the furniture, and anything else you take me on. Bye, baby. Call one or the other of us soon."

And she was gone.

I felt like a seventeen year old trying to decide who to take to the prom on one hand, and my namesake the coyote on the other, suddenly finding myself over the cliff...