Yesterday we had a windstorm in the desert and I wrote about Callie finding a way to follow her bliss by climbing her favorite olive tree. The wind blew hard and dusty all night long but the morning dawned with a radiant golden hue and the foothills appeared molten. The sand settled down and calm once again has returned to the desert. I pondered on how the coyotes fair during storms and got an answer piled on my back patio this morning. A coyote decided to leave a calling card and had the brazen gaul to scale my wall and tour the backyard during the night. He was looking for Callie. I am always watchful when Callie is out in the back yard and don’t let her out of my sight. She is not allowed outside without an escort which can sometimes be a drag and Callie doesn’t always like it. There are times she wants to frolick and be free to explore the desert. She is actually a very obedient cat most of the time and rarely causes much trouble, and keeping an eye on her is the only way to keep her safe! The coyotes are extra hungry after a couple of days of not being able to hunt and are probably forced to be more resourceful after a big storm. But with the light of morning, the sunrise was breathtaking and a visual treat for anyone up early enough to witness it. The clouds blushed a lovely pink in the east and that is why the foothills were so golden. Callie had been house bound for most of yesterday, so this morning she climbed the tree closest to the back wall. The wind was still blowing but not as hard, and she climbed higher than ever before. She loves looking out over the desert and maybe she is hoping for a glimpse of those rascally roadrunners. The temperature has dropped considerably and it was a brisk and colorful morning. Autumn has returned to the desert and the relief of the desert dwellers is palatable. The birds I identified as possibly being Townsend’s Solitaire’s were in fact, Blue Mountain Birds. They returned to the bird bath for another quick splash in the water this morning and the males flashed a lovely sky blue when they took flight. It is a flock of maybe 15 birds and they look like they are having such a fabulous time. They come down from the mountains when the weather changes and are like little snowbirds following the sun. When Callie was ready for her breakfast and came back inside the house, she needed a nice warm and cozy place to sleep the day away. She chose the front guest room and squeezed her way under the covers. The morning sun filters through the window and it is the warmest room in the house. Such is the life of one very spoiled and adorable cat!