It sounds like the start of a lame joke: "This coyote walks into the downtown sandwich shop..."
Only it happened, just a few blocks from here. In downtown Chicago. At a Quiznos. And from what I hear, it is the third such event in a month. Fortunately, our downtown coyotes aren't as big as the ones we have at the motherhouse in Boston. (I am told that the Boston coyotes interbred with wolves.) But I still really don't want to run into one.