Last night when I saw the Quiznos coyote on the news, he looked so sweet laying there in the cooler next to the Snapples. But then when they were hauling him out of there, and he was snapping with those HUGE teeth, I suddenly no longer felt sorry for him. Realized he probably could have taken somebody's hand off (or a least a few fingers) if he were more agitated. I can't imagine how that thing got all the way downtown, past the Palmer House, City Hall, etc. It just cracks me up.