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readily tamed and makes an interesting, but 

 always mischievous, pet. I have seen such 

 tame coyotes — tame to their owners and to 

 people that they were accustomed to see each 

 day, but very shy to strangers, and keeping at 

 a safe distance from them. An interesting 

 group of three individuals seen on a ranch in 

 northern Montana had been captured before 

 their eyes were opened. As very small pup- 

 pies they were tame, and very playful and 

 pretty. When about half grown one disap- 

 peared, but the others remained about the 

 place, on the best of terms with everyone, in- 

 cluding the ten or a dozen greyhounds which 

 were regularly used in hunting coyotes. A 

 short time after this it was observed that the 

 chickens were disappearing, and a little later 

 their headless bodies would be found. A 

 watch kept by the small boy who owned 

 chickens and coyotes alike, proved that one 

 of the wolves was killing the chickens for its 

 own amusement, and one day while it was 

 watching with keen satisfaction the struggles 

 of a decapitated hen, the boy shot it. 



The third member of the family grew to full 

 size, and was a pretty, though timid, animal. 



It used to play gaily with the greyhound 



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