Existence Womb (89)

   
   "Existence Womb (89)"
   
   Miriam awoke, of course--hearing Buck's wolfman snores; moreover, to the yips and yaps of a wild dog calling.  
   She knew this was not strange, for nothing, after all she had witnessed on Terra's mystical surface, seemed strange or bizarre save the watermelon-busting comedian Gallagher; anyway, she crept with Native American stealth from the pad, wending her way downstairs into the garage; next, out in the hot and sticky Arkansas night, where underneath the shimmering wax of a glowing Moon, she spotted the canine noisemaker--it was a coyote.
   Thing looked a bit like a German Shepherd; however, a bit smaller and leaner, looked underfed, and its eyes glowed something yellow and keen, matching a coat of almost golden-hued fur elegantly mingled with glistening orange.
   "Come here."  The coyote stated boldly.  "But never follow me unless I instruct you to."
   Miriam was like:  "Who the heck are you?"
   "I'm Freddy; I'm your Animal Guide."   
   Miriam approached; specifically, without the spirit of fear within her.