So, my family and guest were watching Wanted and I was like, "I want raspberries and cream." Mom eventually followed and looked to our sliding glass door and exclaims there is a coyote. Closer inspection reveals it's a very young and very hurt puppy. There are blood droplets here and there, and the poor thing is just scared. Unable to do anything with a pissed off dog and guest, we wait until guest leaves and I decide that he needs to be locked up somewhere so he doesn't wander off or get more hurt. So, I end up carrying him to the garage, eventually get to cleaning what I can and hopefully clotting the wounds. It's hard to do anything on a p