A friend told me that he decided to take a stroll through Toronto's lovely Mount Pleasant Cemetery this week. While whistling as he walked, he came across something (kinda) scary.
He noticed what appeared to be a dog up ahead, which was quickly joined by "his friend". Quickly my buddy realized that they were not dogs, but two "large" coyotes....and not the Wile E. Coyote kind.
I like to laugh. This set me off: "... and I was 20 minutes away from the exit."
(Post Script: My humourist friend is from the southern United States. He relocated here a few years ago. He knows coyotes.)