I grew up with coyote skins around all the time. I went to a flea market in my town. I was about 10 years old. I looked at a stall selling various animal pelts. Nothing interesting there, I’d seen them all before. A man held up a coyote fur and said to me “Nice fox fur, huh kid?” I said “That’s not fox. It’s coyote.” The man snorted. “Dumb kid, what do you know?” He held up the fur in the air and hollered to the fur seller “This dumb kid thinks this is coyote fur. It’s fox, ain’t it.” Everyone else in the stall turned to look.
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