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That coyote skull freaks me out to no end, but I can’t help but love it. My sister Ray is a personal injury attorney in Arizona. She lives and works in this town called New Hope far out in the desert somewhere. In between her cases and chasing ambulances, she treks out into the wilderness and goes all over the desert, even traveling up into other states, plateaus, and mountains. I swear she could live and thrive out there if she had to. Even when we were children, she loved camping trips and always knew better what to do out there in the woods than our father or mother did. Why did she become a personal injury lawyer in Arizona then and not a wilderness expert or camper or whatever? She has a sharp mind and great attention to detail. And she likes working with people and needs to make a lot of money. So she became a lawyer. But on her day off a year back, she found a dead coyote, dragged it home, and skinned it, cleaned it, and did whatever else and gave me the skull on Christmas. It will always remind me of my sister as crazy as she is.