How We Found Coyote
I have nothing to add to the musical story, but here is another McDonut tale. I am trying to establish a creation myth for this little household that explains where each of the little rascals came from. It makes this world real in my head and each story gets easier to write. All silly of course, but still more believable than the ridiculous state of world affairs, with the cast of clowns we have running the show.
Have attached the home demo of the song, " Don't Think Just Do," which we used as a template before adding sounds in the studio. The other musicians contributed mightily to the final studio version, which is also loaded on this site. It demonstrates a little how these things evolve beyond my first crude scratching and a professional product. Thanks for listening.
It had been snowing for days in our old Alberta home. The family had been sitting in front of the fireplace eating popcorn, but everyone was a little restless. “Come children. Let’s do something fun. We will go snowshoeing in the mountain country. Now who likes that idea?” Pink kitten and yellow kitten are very excited. “Meow, meow, meow, meow. Oh boy. Yippee!” The choonie-moonies are not so sure. “But Misha. We will get ice in our fur. We hate that.” “But you are creatures of the forest. Such lazy ones. That is fine. You can stay and tend the fire.” Puppy also lingers. “What is it puppy?” “Please Misha. I am just a little dog. What if I get lost under the snow?” “We will take care of you Puppy McDonut.” “Please Daddy. Can I stay with the choonies? The fire is warm and my nap will be so wonderful!” “That is fine puppy. You are in good hands with these rascals”
Annie and Misha put drinks and little snacks in the pack and dress the kittens. The kittens love their little matching ski suits. The snow is very deep, but Annie and Misha have a Lada jeep, so they can drive anywhere. They go deep into the mountains looking for the trail. “There it is. Hooray!” Annie and Misha load up the kittens and hit the trail. The snow is very thick, so the snowshoe journey is very slow. Pink kitten and yellow kitten love riding in the backpack in their warm little snowsuits and studying the forest from their perch. They lick little flakes of snow with their pink tongues as it flutters down. Deep in the bushes, Annie and Misha find a shelter to stop for snacks. “Here we are kittens. It is time for our little feast. We have worked hard for it.” “Meow, meow, meow. Oh boy. Donuts!”
Everyone sits and they unpack snacks and kittens and adults munch happily on delicious McDonuts and tea. The kittens notice first. “Look Mommy and Daddy. What is it?” The snow barely moves, but something is burrowing through. It cannot be a rabbit. Suddenly a little black nose pops out of the snow as she smells donuts. Goodness! The tiniest black nose and a fuzzy face. It is a wee coyote. The bold little rascal has wandered away from the den. This silly one is lost. She eagerly eats some donut and water. The little pup is so wet and ragged. She will never find the den and will freeze or starve. Annie wraps her up in a flannel shirt and stuffs her in between the snug kittens. She mewls twice, yawns and immediately falls asleep. She is so tired from her struggle. Everyone finishes their snacks. Annie says, “What a cute little imp. I suppose we must take her home.”
Poor little one is completely done. She does not even stir as Annie and Misha make the long tromp back. Pink kitten and yellow kitten snuggle close so that she will stay warm and not be frightened. When they reach the Lada, coyote still sleeps unstirring, so they put the little pack between them and drive to Calgary. At the McDonut house, they put their little runaway in front of the fire. The choonies are so excited. “She is one of the ancient ones. We love her so much. My, she is so cute and fluffy. Can we keep her? We must all take care of her.” They make her a little nest. She snuggles between pink kitten and yellow kitten, sleeping on her back with little snores and all four little pink paws in the air. So cute! “Tomorrow we will think about what we must do with her.”
Next morning she is rummaging about like a little bandit. Pink kitten and yellow kitten guide her around the house and push her out of trouble. Puppy is still tiny as well, but he is not so sure about this one. “She is big trouble Annie. Wait and see!”
“We must give her a bath and take her to the vet. She will know what to do.” They bathe and dry her. Oh what a cute, fuzzy little furball with her black, black nose and blue eyes. “Come now. We will wrap you up after you finish your snack and take you to the vet. Coyote is the star of the clinic. What a little darling! The vet checks her with a little stethoscope and says, ”This one is as healthy as can be. But she needs love and care. She will miss her brothers and sisters so much, but you have such a nice little family. And she seems so happy with the kittens.” “But she is a wild animal,” says Annie. “No Annie, she is just a pup and if you have room for this little one, you will give her a wonderful home.” “You are right “says Annie. Everyone already loves her so much and she will be a welcome member of our household.” And that is how we got our Coyote McDonut.
