Life is dangerous here in the Great White North. Knowing that, though, didn't prevent me from being surprised when I looked out the window this morning (it's still Saturday here) and saw a coyote trotting nonchalantly down my street with a cat in its mouth. Where was it taking the cat? Whose cat was it? And will the owners ever know what happened to their sweet pet? But I have to wonder something else, too: How many normal people run for their camera the moment they see something out of the ordinary?
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